Bas - Dopamine (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bas - Dopamine (en) Lyrics
Got a whole tank
of dopamine
Flush it
You're only as low you thin
Fuck it
You're never as low
you think
Nah nah, man you're never
as low as you think
A moment of silence
Were words that heard
on the phone
Strapped up just like a
platoon,
Won't find no oliver stone
He had four brothers when
he was sixteen
And my nigga
now all of em gone
I break a pound of the loud,
I smoke it all on my own
Im at work like fuck it man
I might flip and tell my
mgr to suck it man
Whats 200 dollars a week
I got a bunch of fam, got aunties,
got my brother,
My sister, my father
my mother
Plus I got uncle sam
And this mop aint the only thing
right in this bucket man
But back to my van,
like fuck it man
Know I got a lot of better
things coming man
Know a lot of niggaz doubt but
they don't understand that,
Aint not limits to
what god can prove
They told me this life
wasn't logical
And I showed my niggaz
it was possible
Like fuck an obstacle, cuz this
wasn't even in the plans
And now I know
this what I gotta do
And I not just gonna shine,
imma blind you too
You're never as low you
think
Shit, cause I ain't rich
enough
I mean my father got a whip
but it ain't sick enough
My mother need more
treatment
Like she ain't
been sick enough
My cousin need more
treatment
My god I mean before I die
give me everything
Required to die knowing I
did enough
And my niggas well
They could never
drink enough
Let me get a cpl bottles
get em liquored up
Young kings in the city so we feast
like the royals sleepless
The city only
teacher
That snakes in retreat- don't
retreat thats a coil
N stray from police they will
seek and destroy you
Nigga no pirates homie
got locked ships
I go lochness on
these fuck niggas
They can't fuck wit us
they all boxed in
Might circle round
and dump shots in
See cole he might pop in
and go beast mode
The new east coast
Them queens niggas to
them ville niggas
Gon speak for it
Niggas know it
Im feelin home in like every city
ride big body like 750
My bitch body like heaven
picked me!
Im winnin nigga
im winnin nigga im
Got a whole tank of dopamin
Strapped up
just like a platoon,
Won't find no
oliver stone
Never mix oil and blood but
I still call em my own
I call em my own
I know that's my own
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