Verse 1:

Dot com

Plug me in I'm not clam

Type ya in and hop on

Gimme the bomb bomb bomb Show me

Cop flaws show me all barack's bombs

Every single hot broad at prom that I want

But I won't talk to them only see your face right

When you need to taste likes and you go all out

Cuz you all about status

You still the baddest

I'm on the internet when I'm awake cuz I'm an addict

My pupils dilated I wish I was on the planet

But nowadays I see reality is very hard to manage

Ya bandit

Ya fuckin bandit

You stole my conscious

I'm lookin up the shot that won the game and goin bonkaz (holy shit!)

Verse 2:

Dotcom

Plug me in I'm not calm

Check out the regular hot topic oo it's the USA

I know my tweet tool can show them

How were broken

What you smokin?

One love

That's the motto one shoves down the throat of young Cubs in the Wild Wild West

We the best at these chess games we forget names when we meet a person 5 seconds in we left brained use to

Think loves in the little pink glove in between her two legs I was very foolesh and

These friends pull me out on weekends I want to delete them

Gimme a break break break lemme escape escape escape to a mountain top

Checkin the view out

Look at the way the Cali valley grew out

I gave a two count and blew out the true loud

And this is on occasion I'm out in natural havens I see world for the way that we've heavily underrated it

I been only breathin off of water earth and fire and land

I trip about my hand and I don't even understand

Tthis here's all part of some big plan

Keep lookin around you in real, real time

Look at the real, real shine from that Big ball of fire in the sky

No T.V screen could never ever gimmie that shine give me that shine- won't never give me that shine

Verse 3:

Dot com

Plug me in I'm not calm

Load you like a shot gun

I ain't got an option but to come and tune in everybody do it and I gotta reach fans it's a solid beacon

If I run and I hide from my company

I can recline in the woods with a subsidy

Where I let go celebration

Deckin out in retro cool cloth all night meditation

It's a rich life check the small things all things that you crave for might all be the wrong things Putcha phone down pick ya self up shit is so strong here come climb under the shelter

Disappear,dissappear fallin off the grid off the grid feelin normal

Disappear,dissappear fallin off

Outro:

Dot com

Plug me in I'm not calm

Load you like a shot gun

I ain't got an option

Look I wanna be friends but don't wanna seep in

Gotta lot of life in now I might fall off the grid