This is a song about "Girl on the dot"

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

With ya girl on another man's private center.

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Call my dot cuz im above you like the lowercase letter i dont try to

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Go on girl , hit the ground

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

Lucifer's back with his mixtapes, dropping fire, y'all waiting folks,

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy