Released: February 10, 2017

Songwriter: Soundtrakk Lupe Fiasco

Producer: Soundtrakk

[Intro]
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
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga, uh
What it say? Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Blood rushin' to my head like cold
Players on my mind like Shake', plays on my mind like stage
Stays for a while like fades
Fades to the black like Jay's
Wavin' 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 trades
Bae shake it in my lap like Jackie Joyner-Kersee havin' seizures
Jesus, what's a nonbeliever to a preacher?
This ain't the kind of rap the opps and the thots like
Told 'Trakk 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 they all gon' come kill us
Try Containment Unit, the walls, they can't fit us
Who the Ghostbusters gon' call to come get us? And

[Chorus]
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
Fame is a drit-ug
I want my name all lit up
And leave out the world how I came in the clitter
Over-D off of this
But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey

[Post-Hook]
DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? What it say?
DROGAS, DROGAS, yeah, yeah, yeah
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga
DROGAS, DROGAS, what it say? What it say?
DROGAS, DROGAS, yeah, yeah, yeah
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, trap, trap, DROGAS, DROGAS
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS, nigga

[Verse 2]
Big watch, big watch, you can see it
Lot of diamonds in the Cartier
'Less I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, I can't concentrate
Don't talk if you ain't ball enough to commentate, yeah
That's a Super Bowl every time I contemplate
Limited edition, bitches
I'm just livin' off the interest
I don't really care about niggas
Denzel, put the money in the blender
For the esés, shower posse with the SKs
For the haters that be hatin' on the Jefés
Half-naked hoes, they be dressin' just like X-rays
... Rated
All the way through, don't like nothin' plated
Simps think they got cool, I'm just stickin' to the basics

[Chorus]
This-this-this-this-this-this-this
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
Fame is a drit-ug
I want my name all lit up
And leave out the world how I came in the clitter
Over-D off of this
But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey

Lupe Fiasco

The Chicago born Wasalu Muhammad Jaco first tasted success when he featured on Kanye West’s hit “Touch the Sky”, a track that shortly preceded his real breakout, his 2006 debut album Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor, and he never looked back. He has established himself as one of the greatest urban wordsmiths of all time, with Genius even dubbing him the ‘Proust of Rap’.

While he’s now regarded of one of the 21st Century’s Hip-Hop greats, he wasn’t always a fan of the genre, initially disliking it due to the prominence of vulgarity and misogyny within it. In his late teens, he aspired to make it as a lyricist. In his early twenty’s, he met Jay-Z, who helped him sign with Atlantic Records in 2005. The following year, he released his debut album (Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor), which was met with acclaim from fans and critics alike, as did his sophomore effort, Lupe Fiasco’s The Cool.

The following eight years of his career saw far less output than many would’ve anticipated. This can be partly attributed to his struggles with Atlantic Records. The executives wanted him to sign a 360 deal; however, as he refused to do so they instead shelved his already completed 3rd album, Lasers, and wouldn’t promote him as they had previously. The overseers at the label also interfered with his music (as they had tried to do with his fan-favorite track “Dumb it Down”); subsequently effecting the quality and sound of his third and fourth albums.