Dopamine Lit (Intro)

[Intro] Yeah, and it got a soul, yeah Uh-uh, what it do? What it say? Yeah, yeah DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? Yeah, yeah DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? What it say DROGAS, DROGAS, yeah, yeah, yeah DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga, uh What it say? Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Blood rushin' to my head like cold Players on my mind like Shake', plays on my mind like stage Stays for a while like fades Fades to the black like Jay's Wavin' from behind like Ks Made it from behind like AIDS Made it to the map like Waze Take it to the trap like maze Can't take you back like trades Bae shake it in my lap like Jackie Joyner-Kersee havin' seizures Jesus, what's a nonbeliever to a preacher? This ain't the kind of rap the opps and the thots like Told 'Trakk put the bat back on the spotlight Cartagena, serve snacks at the cockfight (realest) Need new batteries for the Glock lights (realest) Put the mix on the oil 'til it lock tight (realest) Cause they gave it to all the young niggas DROGAS dedicated to all the drug dealers Find out how they all gon' come kill us Try Containment Unit, the walls, they can't fit us Who the Ghostbusters gon' call to come get us? And [Chorus] Ayy, over-D off of this But baby don't die 'til the dopamine hit, yo Ayy, this one ain't for Billbo' You can stream the album on Silk Road Drug rings for more dough So they baggin' like Bilbo Jackin' like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills though Fame is a drit-ug I want my name all lit up And leave out the world how I came in the clitter Over-D off of this But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey [Post-Hook] DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? What it say? DROGAS, DROGAS, yeah, yeah, yeah DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? What it say? DROGAS, DROGAS, yeah, yeah, yeah DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga [Verse 2] Big watch, big watch, you can see it Lot of diamonds in the Cartier 'Less I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, I can't concentrate Don't talk if you ain't ball enough to commentate, yeah That's a Super Bowl every time I contemplate Limited edition, bitches I'm just livin' off the interest I don't really care about niggas Denzel, put the money in the blender For the esés, shower posse with the SKs For the haters that be hatin' on the Jefés Half-naked hoes, they be dressin' just like X-rays ... Rated All the way through, don't like nothin' plated Simps think they got cool, I'm just stickin' to the basics [Chorus] This-this-this-this-this-this-this This one ain't for Billbo' You can stream the album on Silk Road Drug rings for more dough So they baggin' like Bilbo Jackin' like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though Fame is a drit-ug I want my name all lit up And leave out the world how I came in the clitter Over-D off of this But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey