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