DOPAMINE lyrics

[Intro: Slump Madi]
Lately I just been— (Huh)
Lately I been— (Yeah)
Lately I been— (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Slump Madi & 1300SAINT]
Lately, I just been obsessed with the commas
Lately, these n*ggas obsessed with the drama
Better than me, put that sh*t on your mama
I'll make a hit while I'm in my pajamas
I was f*cked up when I texted that ho
Now, I'm sober, I don't even want her
Wow, she tryna f*ck up on my brother
It's straight, as long as I don't gotta love her
Insane, the gas that I'm smokin', it do gotta stank
She throwin' thirteen up, but she not a saint
I'm ballin, these n*ggas can't be in the paint
I'm swervin', so n*ggas can't be in my lane
I spent all my money on tickets, my n*gga, I think I'm addicted to high propane
She wanna come get her a ticket, my n*gga, she know I'm the real deal, Black Cobain (Slatt, slatt)

[Verse 1: 1300SAINT]
Huh, this b*tch a sl*t, she gon' do what I say (Do what I say)
Regular swag, b*tch, I'm cool every day (b*tch, I'm cool every day)
I'm poppin' sh*t, f*ck what you gotta say (f*ck what you gotta say)
Run up a bag like I run up a check (Like a check)
| give her di*k, got her runnin' from that (Stand on that)
f*ck up your spot, we gon' run into that (We gon' run)
I want my paper, I'm comin' for that (Slatt)
These n*ggas don't know me
n*gga takin' up space, n*ggas corny (Slatt)
I count racks when I wake up in the mornin'
Throw some racks on that b*tch, make her horny (Slatt)
I'm so cool on that ho, not important
7.62 gon' sting like a hornet (Slatt)
Know they whippin', I rent it, I own it
Her pus*y pretty, put some VV's on it
[Verse 2: Slump Madi]
I ain't got fear in a thing, but God
If you don't believe me, just look at my clothes
Essentials, I just gotta have it designer, I'm rockin' the head to the toe
So, um, you still tryna go, huh
It's really a yes or a no, huh
It's really get rich or be broke, huh
I'm sellin' it high, get it low, huh

[Verse 3: 1300SAINT]
She fillin' her nose with the snow, huh
I bossed up that b*tch she was broke, huh
Ain't goin' out sad bout a ho, yeah
I just f*ck on her friend on the low, huh
n*gga, life been hella good, sh*t kosher, huh
She mad 'cause I don't show emotion, huh
I'm arrogant, b*tch, don't approach me, nah
A pistol on me, don't approach me, nah

[Verse 4: Slump Madi]
Ayy, stop talkin' to me like you know me
I told my twin, let it rip if they ho me
These n*ggas b*tches, I know they be phony
She got a cross, but I know she ain't holy
You got some money, well, lil' n*gga, show me, huh
You might get hit just for throwin' me, huh
I'm paper stackin, it's dopamine, huh
She not my wife, she just dopamine, huh
[Chorus: Slump Madi]
Lately, I just been obsessed with the commas
Lately, these n*ggas obsessed with the drama
Better than me, put that sh*t on your mama
I'll make a hit while I'm in my pajamas
I was f*cked up when I texted that ho
Now, I'm sober, I don't even want her
Wow, she tryna f*ck up on my brother
It's straight, as long as I don't gotta love her
Insane, the gas that I'm smokin', it do gotta stank
She throwin' thirteen up, but she not a saint
I'm ballin, these n*ggas can't be in the paint
I'm swervin', so n*ggas can't be in my lane
I spent all my money on tickets, my n*gga, I think I'm addicted to high propane
She wanna come get her a ticket, my n*gga, she know I'm the real deal, Black Cobain