Chemicals (Archives Version)

[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God]

Yuh, Trill got a pistol, hey, hey

And I got a missile, huh, huh

Tyla Yaweh, ooh (Water)

Get it with me, get it with me

Get it with me, get it with me

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]

I am a chemist, like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

I am a chemist, like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, bay bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky, bitch

[Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]

Walkin' on the water like I'm Jesus in this bitch

Diamonds on my wrist like I'm Frieza in this bitch

I just sniffed some cocaine made my jaw clench like a fist

Diamonds on my wrist, look like rainbows on a fish

Float now, I just switched my flow, how

This bitch tryna go, down, she just give me top, now

You ain't got no boat, no, I just bought a yacht, yah

Rollin' down the thot, yah, I just sold a thot, yah yah yah

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]

I am a chemist, like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

I am a chemist, like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, bay bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky, bitch

[Verse 2: CHXPO]

You're astronomical

Bitch, I'm phenomenal

Try robbin' me, that's mission impossible

Shit get colossal

Fuck on yo bitch and my dick on her tonsil (I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!)

Sound like a carnival, ridin' around with an arsenal

Double my cup, quarter in my blunt

Got the Glizzy tucked, fifty in my gun

Light this bitch, plus spread her

Nigga tryna run, you won't get that far

Running around with the scope

Off this dope, shooting up the stores

Put her in the graveyard

Niggas be actin' hard

Nigga tryna left me out to starve

I went out on Hollywood BLVD. and I sauce so hard

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]

I am a chemist like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

I am a chemist like I'm Bill Nye

Measure the lean, pour in the sprite

Double the cup, like Futurama

I am so fried, just like some fries

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, ayy ayy bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky

Ayy bay, ayy ayy bay, ayy bay

Ayy ayy bay, ayy bay, bay bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky, bitch

[Outro: Ski Mask The Slump God]

Yuh, ayy ayy, wet, ayy ayy

Ayy ayy, get it, ayy ayy

Ayy ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy ayy

Haha, yuh, yuh, yuh

Ayy, bay bay bay, ayy, bay bay bay, ayy, bay bay bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the sky

Ayy, bay bay bay, ayy, bay bay bay, ayy, bay bay bay

Hurricane Chris, swag on the