Pop That Thang Freestyle

Look, ugh
It's Dotty
Man I love the way my voice sound
Ugh
Yea

Come and ride wit a real nigga I'm treal wit a
I'll spitta type flow no grill glitter
Man I'm fresh off working I'll still get her
Music so dope broke legs and they still get up
I never get enough the O.D. type
Plus shine on you niggas
Like racist cop's police lights

Wit no night stick I could give her stick at night

Her and her FRIENDS like show that come on Nick at night
In The bedroom it's a gang fight
Cuz we banging, and I beat the pussy up when I swing pipe
Never a fair fight
Yankin on hair, bite
I might nibble on your ear call him Mike Tyse

Old school Zelly frames wit my fitted on
Bad bitches get the bone
Ma I brought a stripper home
Dick like a light switch
Bitch we can get it on
I don't fuck wit the twilight but I be in the titty zone

White chick in billabong
And She own don't rent a home
Parents got that paper jack
So it's nothing for her to get a loan

Damn sho we gon get along
My dick pics in her picture phone
Man this bitch so bad
That all my niggas be Tryina get a clone

Dot dot on that fly shit
She pop locking on my dick
She slob knob in that cockpit
Wit the pierce in that top lip

I stay in some fly kicks
But you know that
That's irrelevant

I don't fuck wit you niggas like a bad bitch that's Celibate
So Metaphorically speaking I done passed up on hella dick
You niggas got them broke brains but my mind's thoughts is hella rich
I give you rappers the blue's and no I'm not talking bout hella crips
I love fuckin' them hood rats
Or a bad bitch that's elegant
This small shit to a elephant
I could do it fast or slow it up
FreshWorks is my fuckin gang
And forever I'm gon throw it up
I tore it up,
On some David Banner Pop that thang shit
You other rappers try to match my flow
But really y'all on some lame shit
Really I'm on that flame shit
All red when I burn hoe
Murk shit and I skirt bitch
I'm a hit man like Hearns hoe
Beat it up like a boxer bitch
I'm something like Apocalypse
You are not worthy to spit over ddottha shit
No pot to piss
But I'm in that mode for a commode hoe
Shitting on you bitches
When I'm spitting wit my old flow
You can fuck that bitch shit
I ain't tripping that's my old hoe
A chocolate nigga staying wit that Creme like a Ho Ho

Dotty be on fire like that dancer
JoJo

You falling if I cross you like the Answer
Cornrows

You think you sick but man I got that cancer
C'mon bro

It shouldn't be a surprise shit but you acting like you don't know

You so broke
I told you being broke is a no no

You crusty niggas ain't touching no cheese like Digiorno

Yea
I'll eat ya like pizza on a feature
I'm a creature I'll reach you ill teach ya when I beat ya

I'll seat ya in a wheel chair
Paralyze you permanent

Make you drink a milkshake that's blended wit some sperm in it
Make you smoke a cigarette a Lil bit of sherm in it
My pockets got the clumps shit you would think I had Sherman it

And I ain't playing I'll let this beat breathe

When the air is filled wit toxinous poison after I leave

I ain't coming for the cheese
I ain't coming for you clowns
Ima get all of this shit
When I'm coming for the crown
Man I'm tryina be the king of this shit the hottest around
Name another name harder than me minus the ground
You turkey niggas don't want beef minus the ground
I'll put you rap niggas in caskets under the ground

So when it's said and done I'm the son of the sun

And a son of a gun
Come and meet my parents bum

A real nigga, no matter where I'm from
Suburbs or the slum ima still ask your hun hun
It's Dotty