Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
StressGods
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
STEVEN RALSTON RICKETTS
Composer
MOHAMED YAYA JALLOH
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terence Jamiel Williams
Producer
Lyrics
Meds don't come cheap
I got dopamine
Meds don't come cheap
I gotta serve the fiends
Walking out Celine
With a stethoscope
(Stethoscope)
We turned ace of diamonds
To a psych ward
(Psych ward)
We ain't been home in weeks
Capeesh
Crocodile Dundee
Existent
(Birkin)
Singing to these hoes
Like NSync
(Backstreet)
She keep looking at me
Broke the sink
Beatle juice
She just popped a pill
Now she jumping thru the roof
Leg all in the air
Shawty acting like she Fabo
Disgracing me
That's why you can't stay with me
You chasing me
Girl don't even bank with me
My Amex limit is preposterous
I just put her in a slave
We ain't leave the doc yet
I just pulled up at the house
We ain't leave the spot yet
I just put her in a collection
That's not even out yet
God
Meds don't come cheap
I got dopamine
Meds don't come cheap
I gotta serve the fiends
Walking out Celine
With a stethoscope
(Stethoscope)
We turned ace of diamonds
To a psych ward
(Psych ward)
We ain't been home in weeks
Capeesh
Crocodile Dundee
Existent
(Birkin)
Singing to these hoes
Like NSync
(Backstreet)
She keep looking at me
Broke the sink
Don't come around without permission
We see your bluff
Like a crack in the seal
Stress in your vein
Like we swapped out the pill
Don't look at the price
Charge the card
It's no difference
Don't get too close
Pointers gone damage your vision
She might OD
From stress
I had to cut the dosage
She done got way too attached
When I'm at the office
I can't fix no patient
That ain't consistent
Stay on your toes
They won't catch me
Off my pivot
(Swish)
Meds don't come cheap
I got dopamine
Meds don't come cheap
I gotta serve the fiends
Walking out Celine
With a stethoscope
(Stethoscope)
We turned ace of diamonds
To a psych ward
(Psych ward)
We ain't been home in weeks
Capeesh
Crocodile Dundee
Existent
(Birkin)
Singing to these hoes
Like NSync
(Backstreet)
She keep looking at me
Broke the sink
Mmm hmm
You done lost your mind
And you can't get it back
You done lost your mind
And you can't get it back
You done lost your mind
You done got way attached
Mmmm hmm
I got drugs in galore
What you want?
I got meds in galore
What you want?
You done lost your mind
And you can't comeback
Meds don't cheap
I got dopamine
Meds don't come cheap
I gotta serve the fiends
Walking out Celine
With a stethoscope
We turned Ace of Diamond
To a psych ward
We ain't been home in weeks
Capeesh
Writer(s): Mohamed Yaya Jalloh, Steven Ralston Ricketts
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