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Windwaker - Dopamine Freestyle
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Windwaker
Windwaker
Performer
Chris Lalic
Chris Lalic
Drums
Will King
Will King
Lead Vocals
Jesse Crofts
Jesse Crofts
Electric Guitar
Indey Salvestro
Indey Salvestro
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Lalic
Chris Lalic
Composer
Will King
Will King
Composer
Jesse Crofts
Jesse Crofts
Composer
Indey Salvestro
Indey Salvestro
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Lalic
Chris Lalic
Producer
Mike Kalajian
Mike Kalajian
Mastering Engineer
Chris Blancato
Chris Blancato
Engineer

Lyrics

Yuh, I wake up gone with the wind I wake up, roll with a bitch with no clothes If she fakin', I'm gone with the wind God damn Yuh, I wake up gone with the wind Are you fuckin' ready? Oh, eeny miny mo Tag this dude with a left hook blow Get it on crazy street Run up, run up, get up, set up I've been ready, getting setty Lost my soul to the Twitter app Yuh, I feel like I'm bad I feel like I'm out of control She sent me a message She said I'm her dad I said that I already know Finished the dinner Straight back to get in her She's screaming - I rocked her Two weeks, I blocked her So crazy, I'm a motherfucker Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Getting fucked up Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Gonna fuck it up I walked in flexing my new Yeezys Got that leg up She saw my shoes then came right through "Babe, are you down to fuck?" Nah, you're not my babe Nuh, you're not my vibe I smell that blood on you - a vampire in disguise, shit You'll never get to me, I'm stubborn by design I don't want no fun with you I see the devil in your eyes Come and throw it back With a nymphomaniac No hate! You're great, just saying Getting tired of the same old plan Yeah! Yeah! I want it there, there! Alright, come on over Call of Duty, I'm your solider Bring some coke, fuck it Ha! Aye In it to win it, feel like a badass Roll die kill or be killed I drop it down like I know I die feed your soul Getting broke Getting cold, ahh Run up, run up, get up, set up I've been ready, getting setty Lost my soul to the Twitter app Ugh In it to win it, feel like a badass Roll die, Kill or be killed I drop it down like I know I die Feed your soul Getting broke Getting cold, ahh Run up, run up, get up, set up I've been waiting for someone to hold Take me away Warzone, ozone Pull it up, let's go Put a bitch for some racks though, cash flow Unplugged, phones dead Bedtime? Not yet So much left on the internet unread IG handle Build a castle I'm in my zone With a bitch on her iPhone Dopamine shot More likes, I'm entitled Text, call Way more pixels on my desktop Download I love my life when I get the bands Gotta make it worthwhile Gotta pay my mans The world's so cold I'll take what I can Alright, shut the fuck up!
Writer(s): Chris Lalic, Indey Salvestro, Jesse Crofts, Will King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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