D.O.T.T. Video (MV)

Back in my bag wigging
Giving a tad different
Like bitches replying to Meek tweets
I'm mad wigging
Looking for the competition
Must got bad vision
'Cuz I ain't seeing none of the shit that these cats spitting
Let me go off
Only right that I do
Scope on the rifle
The sniper looks like Mr. Magoo
Blood'll get spilled
Nostalgic when I'm dumping the mill
'Cuz I can hear my mama say
"You better finish your food"
Sinister too
Group tecs
I send it to two
The best, period
I can end me 'bout a sentence or two
This punch got a kick
Tell whoever I'm giving it to
Don't be the one to get hit and then split into two
The vision the move
It's planned out
No need for handouts
The bullshit is past tense like walking through campground
Keep the move persistent and the business efficient
You want it?
I can go get it as quick as a split decision
And do it all with the gang
Bring it back to the fam
On beaches, hardly working but working hard on a tan
The empire's been built
We plotting hard to expand
Laughing 'cuz last year, we were cramming hard for exams
But
It all worked out though, we got it handled
Then played low key like the left side of pianos
Ahh
It's our time now, coming for what's mine now
And if I have to, raise one like The People's Eyebrow
Y'all don't want it with Dott, he's too lyrical
Naw, y'all don't want it with us, we're too imperial
Plotting on making more O's then what's in Cheerios
No "I" in team be they ain't say we couldn't put fear in you
I see it all in your eyes
I'll round up all the guys
To be in your house, it's all a surprise
Even my lady got a .380 strapped all on her thigh
You ain't stupid, death coming
You see all of the signs
And that Ruger metamorphic
I'll let you know why
We load it with slugs, but when we bust all of it flies
I resonate with the hustlers, those all on their grind
Tree selling, snow falling like it's holiday time
Dope on the table
Bitch
I resonate with the hustlers, those all on their grind
Tree selling, snow falling like it's holiday time
Dope on the table