Dotted Line Lyrics

Yeah

Huh

Look in the frame for a bigger picture

In the 5th gear gripping on the shifter

I don't know if I can keep going trying to get bigger

I just want a lavish life for my sister

For my pops, and for my moms

Don't give a fuck bout' what's you on

I'm running the streets like my name Von

You can not forgot the king just like smoke

Pop him in face and the news they will know

Rappers droppin' like they new name is snow

This isn't a case where you say this is supposed to happen

6 feet deep no casket

Death all around us this shit is a habit

Feeling threatened so the Glocky I spaz it

They want my sign on a dotted line

They wanna waste all of my fucking time

They tryna take me off my grind

They wanna put me in a different line

This is what the industry want me to say

"I pop all these Perkies and fuck on her face"

I fuck on her face then I change to her waist then I change up my place because that's how I face it

Face it, most of you rappers are basic

I'm so close to the money I taste it

Most of y'all scared, you are evasive

The guap is involved so the money I case it

The top is involved so you know Imma take it

I stop and I shop at the mall and I made it

Bands upon bands and we go on vacation

I shoot at yo ass and you crack like a Mason

Listen to your bars and most of them vacant

We stuck in these demons our wheels keep spinnin'

We got the Glocks and we hit till they clickin'

Imma go dip in a? Uh, Imma go dip in a cat

I'm fuckin' your bitch and I'm breaking her back

Bitch you so broke you be shoppin' at Saxx

But don't get it twisted

I got a lil' honey

That shoot at your tummy

She thinkin it's funny

But don't get too dummy

She'll leave your nose runny

She selling that muddy

She ride a die

Can't lie

Make the pussy boy sleep no lullaby

Holes in his shirt he dripped-dry

For entertainment purposes I glorify

Or do I?

All of you tryna get feats no free bees

Hope to hear my mom say "You are on T.V"

Versatility in my pocket it's easy

Doing it so much it's honestly peasy

Easy peasy like my weed Lugie

Like my concentrates, they lookin' like Wario

Fuckin' your bitch she drippin' like water hoe

Got 2 more bands, that's more designer clothes

Kick it up, flip it up, switch it up, listen up

Some of you so called gangsters needa toughin' up

Some of y'all pussies saying I ain't good enough

Look at the way I step, I don't give a fuck

Rejection, objection, I start to progression and they start obsession

I'm lookin at this line, I'm thinking I'm next in

Laughing to the bank I'm cashing a check in