CARDI B + @ODJI6LIME

OXYCODONE

DOLLAR SIGN

BEAUCOUP DE CHOSES ONT CHANGE

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RATCHET

QU’EST CE QUE TU FERAIS POUR AVOIR UN ROLLS ?

WHAT U GONNA DO ?? (ft Lil Twareg) prod. lif3xist

COCONUT MALL

Dopamine Season  is a raw, genre-blending journey through the mind of an artist caught between pain and power. Fueled by haunting memories, betrayal, and self-doubt, the album explores mental health, toxic love, existential struggle, and the hunger for greatness. With hypnotic melodies, heavy trap drums, and emotionally charged lyrics, each track dives into chaos and clarity turning trauma into triumph and scars into sound. It’s not just music it’s survival through art.

[Chorus]
Uh, how many cigs I smoked? It's nobody's business.
Got no chill, I’ve been hurting too much, drinking too much.
Ain’t no such thing as smoking too much,
Blazing so much 'til my heart get numb—no going back.
Till I get fellatio and bust on her face.

[verse1]
I know she’s not into me, she just want the bag.
Say you got that love for me, I know that it’s cap
You can follow me if you want to,
You can swallow me if you want to.
I can pay your student debt if I want to,
I can get you a wedding ring if I want to.
I can get you in the bed if I want to

[Chorus]
Uh, how many cigs I smoked? It's nobody's business.
Got no chill, I’ve been hurting too much, drinking too much.
Ain’t no such thing as smoking too much,
Blazing so much 'til my heart get numb—no going back.
Till I get fellatio and bust on her face.

[verse2]
They weren’t by my side when my pockets were empty.
Now I get to pick ‘em out, slutty and bitchy,
Told my doctor I’m sad, he put happy pills on my name,
Got stamina pills, but they don’t hit the same.
Sold my soul, now  I’m the one to blame,
Mama, I’m floatin’... might drown tonight.
Pop these pills, but still can’t kill the shame,
praying to god, but he ain't answerin' my name.
I'm a product of my pain, Real ones feel the same.

[Chorus]
Uh, how many cigs I smoked? It's nobody's business.
Got no chill, I’ve been hurting too much, drinking too much.
Ain’t no such thing as smoking too much,
Blazing so much 'til my heart get numb—no going back.
Till I get fellatio and bust on her face.

Product of My Pain

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