Dope

(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)

I let the substances take me
Cause this fuck shit won't break me
Cause ain't a thing goin my way lately
An experimenter, don't need a mentor
Feelings in a blender, three week bender
You know we show up and we leave together
Bleed together (Dope in my)
Blood of a motherfuckin lion (Dope, dope in my fucking head)
Why you side eyeing
Buy an iron, have your guys crying
Glock in my lap, I'm on US-19 (Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
With five beams
My money jumpin', Tim Duncan, I got five rings
Asking me for 50, I'm like what the fuck you need it for?
Pull up to your crib, you was sniffin' up a ski resort
Motherfuckers talkin shit, yeah keep it up I need it more
Former homies turnin' fed, they filin' police reports

(Dope in my, dope)
Yea, I got that (dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
Yea, I got that dope
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)

They say my rhymes are word salad, and fuck a chemical balance
My life a wonder like Alice, but I'm Alex, and I don't mean no malice
And that's clips
Fuck around and put my life out the mix, alright
Dope in my fuckin head makin me stick
All night

(Dope in my, dope)
Yea, I got that (dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my)
I got that (dope, dope in my fucking head)
Dope in my, yeah, uh (Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)
(Dope in my, dope, dope in my fucking head)



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Kajda
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