Dopamine Lit (intro) Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

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 

Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' 

Dro', Dro', Dro', nigga, uh 

What it say, yeah, yeah, yeah 

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Blood rushin' to my head like coal 

Plains on my mind like shade 

Planes on my mind like stage 

Stays for a while like fades 

Fades to the black like Jay 

Waitin' 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 trays 

Bae shake it in my leather jacket, Jonah 

'Cause you're havin' seizures, Jesus 

What's a nonbeliever to a preacher? 

This is ain't the kind of rap the opps and the thots like 

Told Trak 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, now ya'll gon' come kill us 

Try Containment Unit, the walls, they can't fit us 

Who the Ghostbusters gon' call to come get us? 

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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 

Famous dritter 

I want my name all lit up 

And leave out the world how I came, in the clear 

Over-D off of this 

But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey 

Drogas, Drogas, what it say, what it say 

Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' 

Dro', Dro', Dro', nigga 

Drogas, Drogas, what it say, what it say 

Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' 

Dro', Dro', Dro', nigga 

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 bandos 

For the esés, shower posse with the SKs 

For the haters that be hatin' on the Hefes 

Half-naked hoes, they be dressin' just like X-rays 

Rated, all the way through, don't like nothin' play this 

Simps think they got cool, I'm just stickin' to the basics 

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 

Famous dritter 

I want my name all lit up 

And leave out the world how I came, in the clear 

Over-D off of this 

But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey