Round One
Dot Demo Lyrics


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Look, aye
Right back, back in this bih bugging out, uh
Runnin down, 100 yards, Hail Mary, Black Jesus
On mamas, I donβ€²t need no one to vouch, huh
Two deep, me & ninaaa like Martin & Gina
White beater, red nose, gated house uh,
Picket fence, backyard, dig a ditch, six feet
Undefeated nigga - quarters in the couch, uh
Several grams of them fire Taliban dog treats
What you need nigga? Pistol on the counter
Organic, Built it from the ground up
Crossfaded, still ain't fucked the count up
Still get lil riled up when a fuck nigga come around us
Other than that Iβ€²m still cool as round one
Still be moving how I want, still the same nigga
Yea, still head hunting, still the one that'll press that red button
Still the same nigga, yea still!
See no opponents
Still I wish a nigga would
God damn!

Still the first one to pop off
Glock sizzle like pot roast, tried to pop out an got dropped off
Venom, yea the high dose,
Block clicking like '96, I could fry a fish wit my eyes closed
Foreign pack, the wide load
Street money, Big Gato, Hellcat purr, Free Ralo
Gotta get it times four, times up, end of convo
I been hella tired, let the time go
Uh ...
Look...
Done fucked around, broke the rock down wit a blindfold
Beat the pot, hit it with the combo
Tripping off the contact, built for combat, til he John Doe
Uh, yea
Inspired by the Pablos, Capos, El Chapos, Head Honchos
Top Dawgs, in the top class, wit the top gone
IPhone, GPS hit, get you knocked off
Dropped off, nigga
Graveyard shifts til it pops off nigga
Catalog deeper than a back blocks
Niggas wanna mad dog, never took it that far nigga
Eyes bloodshot like Matt Barnes, pullin up, mask off
I donβ€²t do the trash talk nigga
I donβ€²t even like going back fourth nigga, nigga mash off
You could take the scraps home witcha
Yea, still chain smoking like a muthafucka, 100 on the petro
30 in my lap like a newborn
26 summers, still walkin wit a Jansport
Lap you niggas twice with my boots on
Rolling niggas dead homies, wit a lil dark leaf
Send that shit round, nigga still thuggin
43rd on 10 niggas still buggin
40 niggas outside ready kill something
Still catching bodies for the set
Uh
Still catching bodies for the check, give a nigga lil rope
Watch em tie it round the neck
Uh
Still the same nigga yea, still head hunting
Still the one the OG's call the vet
Yeah!
Still the first one to pop off, still get you knocked off
Still that nigga, in the flesh
Yeah!
Same energy, same nigga
Nothin changed but the Money, Power, Fame & Respect
Uh
Kicked door, made a lil lane for the lil homies
Barely made it out the game, visions still haunt me...
Camping out, been in the crib got it still on me
No lackin now . this shit get real, couple bills on it
Few hunnit thou, living wild
Nothing hit you like truth my nigga
Spaced out, ceiling off the space coup my nigga
Only nigga that I owe is Jesus my nigga
Pistol on the counter
Organic, Built it from the ground up
Crossfaded, still ainβ€²t fucked the count up
Still get lil riled up when a fuck nigga come around us
Other than that I'm still cool as round one,
Still be moving how I want, still the same nigga
Yea, still head hunting, still the one thatβ€²ll press that red button
Still the same nigga, yea still!
See no opponents




Still I wish a nigga would
God damn!

Overall Meaning

Dot Demo's song Round One is a powerful anthem that captures the energy of a warrior. The lyrics paint a picture of someone who is confident and fearless, unapologetically living their life on their own terms. The first verse starts off with a reference to American football, likening the singer's approach to life to that of someone running through the field, Hail Mary in hand, with an unshakeable faith and conviction that they will succeed. The lyrics then turn inward, with the singer asserting their own independence and autonomy, expressing their ability to navigate through tumultuous waters without any external validation. They are accompanied by a partner, who is likened to a famous sitcom couple, Martin and Gina, signaling an equal partnership based on mutual respect.


The song's second verse shifts to a more aggressive, gangster rap groove, with the singer talking about his past in street life, being active and vigilant, with a nod to his peers in the drug trade. He portrays himself as someone who is experienced and sharp, ready for any situation that comes his way, with a blazing gun that can take out anyone who crosses him. The verse also features metaphors, such as frying fish with closed eyes, to explain how he can handle a lot of stress and difficult situations. The third verse touches on themes of betrayal, making it clear that the singer doesn't like to engage in trash talk and is not interested in petty arguments. The lyrics end with threats of violence interspersed with messages of faith.


Line by Line Meaning

Look, aye
Starting the song with confidence and commanding attention


Right back, back in this bih bugging out, uh
Returning to the scene and causing a stir with his presence


Runnin down, 100 yards, Hail Mary, Black Jesus
Going for the big win with a risky move, relying on a higher power


On mamas, I donβ€²t need no one to vouch, huh
Asserting independence and self-sufficiency, not relying on others for validation


Two deep, me & ninaaa like Martin & Gina
Referring to a strong and iconic duo, emphasizing the bond between him and his partner


White beater, red nose, gated house uh,
Painting a picture of his outfit and location, including a reference to a fighting dog breed


Picket fence, backyard, dig a ditch, six feet
Describing a typical suburban home, but also foreshadowing a violent ending for anyone who crosses him


Undefeated nigga - quarters in the couch, uh
Boasting about his success and hiding his earnings in a secret location


Several grams of them fire Taliban dog treats
Talking about his drug stash in a clever and obscure way


What you need nigga? Pistol on the counter
Offering his services as a dealer and displaying his weapon as a warning to potential customers


Organic, Built it from the ground up
Bringing attention to his hard work and success in creating his own business or brand


Crossfaded, still ain't fucked the count up
Admitting to being under the influence of drugs and alcohol, but still focused on making money


Still get lil riled up when a fuck nigga come around us
Acknowledging a trigger for his anger and aggression, but insisting that his normal demeanor is calm


Other than that Iβ€²m still cool as round one
Reaffirming his composure and confidence, despite any perceived threats


Still be moving how I want, still the same nigga
Asserting his independence and consistency, regardless of external forces


Yea, still head hunting, still the one that'll press that red button
Stating his willingness to go after his enemies and take action if necessary


See no opponents
Claiming superiority over his rivals and denying any competition


Still I wish a nigga would
Challenging anyone who doubts his strength or ability to stand up for himself


God damn!
Expressing frustration or annoyance with his opponents or detractors


Still the first one to pop off
Claiming to be the most aggressive and willing to start a fight


Glock sizzle like pot roast, tried to pop out an got dropped off
Describing the sound of his gun firing and boasting about successfully taking down his opponent


Venom, yea the high dose,
Comparing himself to a poisonous animal and highlighting his potency


Block clicking like '96, I could fry a fish wit my eyes closed
Referencing a popular style of gun and claiming superior marksmanship skills


Foreign pack, the wide load
Bringing attention to his exotic and high-quality drugs


Street money, Big Gato, Hellcat purr, Free Ralo
Shouting out his associates and celebrating his illegal earnings


Gotta get it times four, times up, end of convo
Talking about multiplying his profits and suggesting that the conversation is over unless it's about making money


I been hella tired, let the time go
Admitting to exhaustion and possibly hinting at a desire to retire from the game


Done fucked around, broke the rock down wit a blindfold
Describing a risky and impressive drug-dealing maneuver


Beat the pot, hit it with the combo
Describing the process of cooking drugs and creating a winning combination


Tripping off the contact, built for combat, til he John Doe
Talking about being high on drugs and ready for violence, even to the point of causing permanent harm


Inspired by the Pablos, Capos, El Chapos, Head Honchos
Listing influential drug lords and showing a desire to follow in their footsteps


Top Dawgs, in the top class, wit the top gone
Claiming to be in the highest tier of criminals and enjoying the luxury that comes with it


IPhone, GPS hit, get you knocked off
Boasting about being able to easily locate and take out his targets


Dropped off, nigga
Suggesting that his enemies will be killed and left in a remote location


Graveyard shifts til it pops off nigga
Working tirelessly until there's an opportunity to make a big move


Catalog deeper than a back blocks
Referencing a sprawling list of criminal activities and connections


Niggas wanna mad dog, never took it that far nigga
Not backing down from a challenge, suggesting that he's never been intimidated or defeated


Eyes bloodshot like Matt Barnes, pullin up, mask off
Describing his menacing appearance and preparing for a violent confrontation


I donβ€²t do the trash talk nigga
Preferring action over words, and suggesting that he doesn't engage in idle threats


I donβ€²t even like going back fourth nigga, nigga mash off
Disliking arguments or petty conflicts, preferring to deal with matters head-on and swiftly


You could take the scraps home witcha
Showing generosity to those who work with him or offer him assistance


Yea, still chain smoking like a muthafucka, 100 on the petro
Enjoying his vices and being willing to pay the price for them


30 in my lap like a newborn
Referring to his gun as a precious possession and treating it with care


26 summers, still walkin wit a Jansport
Acknowledging his youth and humble beginnings, while still being successful in his crime career


Lap you niggas twice with my boots on
Claiming to be much faster and more agile than his rivals, even while wearing boots


Rolling niggas dead homies, wit a lil dark leaf
Showing disrespect to his enemies by smoking tobacco mixed with the ashes of their deceased friends


Send that shit round, nigga still thuggin
Encouraging violence and showing that he's still willing to engage in illegal activity


43rd on 10 niggas still buggin
Referencing his location and asserting that he's still causing trouble and fighting with his rivals, despite any setbacks or challenges


40 niggas outside ready kill something
Referencing a large group of his associates who are eager and prepared to commit violence


Still catching bodies for the set
Bringing honor and distinction to his crew by committing violent acts


Still catching bodies for the check, give a nigga lil rope
Acknowledging his primary motivation for committing crimes and being willing to give his enemies a chance to make money by crossing him


Watch em tie it round the neck
Foreshadowing a possible violent outcome for his enemies


Still the first one to pop off, still get you knocked off
Repeating his earlier statement to emphasize his willingness to start a fight and take out his enemies


Still that nigga, in the flesh
Boasting about his personal power and influence


Same energy, same nigga
Emphasizing his consistency and unwavering commitment to his lifestyle


Nothin changed but the Money, Power, Fame & Respect
Highlighting the elements that have grown and expanded in his life, despite everything else staying the same


Kicked door, made a lil lane for the lil homies
Giving credit and opportunity to younger associates who are trying to make a name for themselves


Barely made it out the game, visions still haunt me...
Reflecting on his past and the dangers that come with his lifestyle


Camping out, been in the crib got it still on me
Showing that he is constantly prepared for violence and is always armed


No lackin now . this shit get real, couple bills on it
Acknowledging the increased danger of his current situation and putting a price on his safety


Few hunnit thou, living wild
Boasting about his wealth and recklessness


Nothing hit you like truth my nigga
Suggesting that there is an undeniable reality to his lifestyle and its consequences


Spaced out, ceiling off the space coup my nigga
Describing his altered state of mind and the luxury vehicle he drives


Only nigga that I owe is Jesus my nigga
Stating that he has no debts or allegiances, except for a higher power




Writer(s): Derek Elliott Maxey Ward

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_N-e-R-o_

This dude deserves way more recognition

Ricardo Mayo

I see what u meeb, but his style is all his ^^respect

Toby Williams

Most underrated rapper no cap i love this shit πŸ’―

Josue Calderon diaz

Your song is heat bro keep grinding bro , you will get there soon 🀘

Dre Slumberjack

bro i see the passion in your work. keep it up! greetings from austria

TheAdamSmasher Multiverse

Bow! Dot at Goat status at this point. Like is people really sleeping on the catalog fr fr?! Inconcievable

Owen Bernard

Straight heat πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

Trip Lavine

this is fire!!

Dula The Naga

0:07 always gets me

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