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



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 block like Js

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?



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