Electrochemiluminescence

[Verse 1: Crizalogy]
Some of these hoes in the club just popped an oxy
Some of the niggas in the club started boxing
The bartender got a pistol in the cabinet
A .25 ACP is with the management
The DJ is throwing fucking gang signs
Someone almost overdosed on coke and died
These bitches twerking and kissing on each other
Someone pulled up in a ‘23 Hummer

[Hook: Crizalogy]
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[Verse 2: Reece Rowan]
Rolling up to the club around nine
Girl matching me, so she looking fine
Start the party while we waiting outside
Throwing back, Crown shots in the line
Getting into the club around ten
Got a pool of liquor, can I take a swim?
Taking shots like, again and again
Sign an autograph, bitch, I need a pen
Throwing drinks back, had about eleven
In the back room, playing ‘seven minutes in heaven’
She biting on my neck, I get injected with her venom
Ask If she can jack it, I ain’t talking about denim
The party get busted, I’m screaming fuck 12
My girl right behind me, I tell her, “let’s bail”
I take off, I’m running, the cops on my tail
I know they can’t catch me, I’m faster than Dale

[Hook: Crizalogy]
Electrochemiluminescence
Electrochemiluminescence
Electrochemiluminescence
Electrochemiluminescence
Electrochemiluminescence
Electrochemiluminescence