Million Bucks

(Album: 808s & Gunshots - 2020)

Woo
Dot Rotten (Dot Rotten)
Hello (Hello)

Pull up to your shorty, she gon' giving me a million sucks (Sucks)
If I pull up with my niggas, we on job (Job)
Joke niggas got me feeling like "ugh"
Everytime I hit the smelly, got the Henny in my cup (Cup)
I love it when your honey comes just in time (Time)
Hit her with the willy, then she died (Died)
Sweet mummy, you could never be my wife
I ain't really into mains but I'm ordering the sides (Sides)

Big dick, I pull up like lick dis
If your bitch ain't hit your celly, she's moving ridiculous
Backstage giving uck, I ain't trusting these bitches ('ches)
Killer body counts, they don't care about statistics
Spartans little kids, they start rapping to get a chick (Chick)
If I lick a banger, I guess I"m taking a risk (Risk)
I ain't watching numbers unless they're written on slips (Slips)
Yeah, I'm running to the money
While making rappers all trip, I'm rude (Rude)
15k for a riddim, that's big news (News)
Likkle man couldn't fit in these big shoes (Shoes)
They said they rather a lyricist and it's cool
Got bars for the adults and kiddies that's in school (School)
The beats are under a brick (Brick)
Flip that, make the artist run for his stick
Labels, nah I've had enough of your shit
Send your money straight away so I can stunt with my bitch (Bitch)

Pull up to your shorty, she gon' giving me a million sucks (Sucks)
If I pull up with my niggas, we on job (Job)
Joke niggas got me feeling like "ugh"
Everytime I hit the smelly, got the Henny in my cup (Cup)
I love it when your honey comes just in time (Time)
Hit her with the willy, then she died (Died)
Sweet mummy, you could never be my wife
I ain't really into mains but I'm ordering the sides (Sides)

I ain't really into mains but I'm ordering a side (Side)
You can be my peas (Peas), you can be my rice (Rice)
You can be my ketchup (Ketchup), you can be my fries (Fries)
We can all do something special girls, that's if you're into a vibe (Vibe)
Uh, got rappers bawling again (Again)
'Cause it's not a diss track, but I'm parring again (Again)
Yeah she's nice, but she can't be a 10, 9, 8, 7
Unless she wanna to spoon (Spoon)
I've getting paper, getting DM's from your boo (Boo)
I need my [?] sensitivities [?]
I've been a ghost and now they ask me, "Who are you?"
I had to show 'em with this poem
Hide there, people call me Dot, I'm back
I body rappers anytime I want like that
Love girls, [?] you'll find out
I got sutting in my jeans that'll make you [?] right now

Pull up to your shorty, she gon' giving me a million sucks (Sucks)
If I pull up with my niggas, we on job (Job)
Joke niggas got me feeling like "ugh"
Everytime I hit the smelly, got the Henny in my cup (Cup)
I love it when your honey comes just in time (Time)
Hit her with the willy, then she died (Died)
Sweet mummy, you could never be my wife
I ain't really into mains but I'm ordering the sides (Sides)

Woo
Easy work
I started this, 15 minutes past 7
It's now 20 to 9 (Haha)
"4AM In The Morgue" out now
"Million Bucks" out now, stream that just so I get paid
Billion sucks, we need a billion
Dot Rotten I'm back, 1