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dopamine Video (MV)




Performed By: Blakezzlee
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Shawn Blakesslee




Blakezzlee - dopamine Lyrics




Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

Chalked up
Locked up
I'm not no imposter

Flavorful
Break the duck
Never really gave a f*ck

Astrodome, super fly
Catacomb super spy
Back at home, who am I
Acetone into my eyes

I cast a vote, no stupid guy
Plastic comb is super dry
I don't need to supervise
My baby she the newer type

Flashback
Hacky sack got your mind running laps
Bad math, still a cash grab I'm funding gaps

The fact that I'm a lab rat conducting gas
Mad mad cause I'm smack dab hunting ya dad
Fat lad like the Simpsons, no running gag
Sad, sad that we're drifting it was coming fast

Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

My town is filled with the negative people
I couldn't stop crying
I was surviving

Then I realized I don't try to reply so competitive evil
That shit was lethal

If I go die to provide all the options a relative equal
Maybe it's legal

Why spend July to get high when supply running out like upheaval
Waiting the sequel

I'm not relying on timing, I'm sighing cause why they use needles
Used to be regal

Maybe I'm writing, describing my rising and how it went deeper
Job is a keeper

Tenative fighting it's like I'm uniting executive beetles
Yall are so feeble

I'm not a wise guy
I only do side eye right next to the steeple
I feel so medieval

I feel like a new f*cking man
I know I can do what I can
To follow demands

I'm throwing the heat in the stands
Cause most of you reaching as fans
You don't understand

I'm not gonna follow commands
So you can go swallow my glands
That's one hundred grand

I gotta go make it expand
Cause I can't do this with my hands
Let's bury the sand

I feel like a new f*cking man
I know I can do what I can
To follow demands

I'm throwing the heat in the stands
Cause most of you reaching as fans
You don't understand

I'm not gonna follow commands
So you can go swallow my glands
That's one hundred grand

I gotta go make it expand
Cause I can't do this with my hands
Let's bury the sand
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Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

Chalked up
Locked up
I'm not no imposter

Flavorful
Break the duck
Never really gave a f*ck

Astrodome, super fly
Catacomb super spy
Back at home, who am I
Acetone into my eyes

I cast a vote, no stupid guy
Plastic comb is super dry
I don't need to supervise
My baby she the newer type

Flashback
Hacky sack got your mind running laps
Bad math, still a cash grab I'm funding gaps

The fact that I'm a lab rat conducting gas
Mad mad cause I'm smack dab hunting ya dad
Fat lad like the Simpsons, no running gag
Sad, sad that we're drifting it was coming fast

Blakezzlee making hits your grandma can vibe to
East state street got me amped up feeling I can provide you
My vague dreams are the anthem healing, I'm on ya side dude
These pastries make me handsome baby I just want fried food

My town is filled with the negative people
I couldn't stop crying
I was surviving

Then I realized I don't try to reply so competitive evil
That shit was lethal

If I go die to provide all the options a relative equal
Maybe it's legal

Why spend July to get high when supply running out like upheaval
Waiting the sequel

I'm not relying on timing, I'm sighing cause why they use needles
Used to be regal

Maybe I'm writing, describing my rising and how it went deeper
Job is a keeper

Tenative fighting it's like I'm uniting executive beetles
Yall are so feeble

I'm not a wise guy
I only do side eye right next to the steeple
I feel so medieval

I feel like a new f*cking man
I know I can do what I can
To follow demands

I'm throwing the heat in the stands
Cause most of you reaching as fans
You don't understand

I'm not gonna follow commands
So you can go swallow my glands
That's one hundred grand

I gotta go make it expand
Cause I can't do this with my hands
Let's bury the sand

I feel like a new f*cking man
I know I can do what I can
To follow demands

I'm throwing the heat in the stands
Cause most of you reaching as fans
You don't understand

I'm not gonna follow commands
So you can go swallow my glands
That's one hundred grand

I gotta go make it expand
Cause I can't do this with my hands
Let's bury the sand
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Writer: Shawn Blakesslee
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