Chemicals

I'm staying hotter than a bitch in this mother fucker



Ayy

You know?

Ayy

You know?

Ayy, ayy

But you know



That I'm the master the chemicals

Dashin' the mixin' bowl

Got money in my DNA

I got dollar chromosomes

You think that bitch was CIA

All the shit she wanna know

The pocket rocket keep me safe

I go where I wanna go

I'm boolin' in the alleyway

Baggin' up a hundred O's

My homie told the trumpet case and I can make 'em blow an O

I could make you vamanos

Doctor told me take it slow

I be poppin' pills and poppin' cills and smokin' proper dope

I be on a lotta hoes

Lotta bitches tryna score

You would think it was olympics

Bitch is tryna go for gold

Huntin' for a model ho

Imma play the proper role

Get her comfortable then I'm dispatch her to my homie though

These bitches spazzing over rapping quotes

N***as see me, plottin' robbery

I hope they try it though

I be with gorillas them vanilla n***as gotta go

You be with pretenders all your n***as playing comic roles

Broski hold the chopper he ain't pop it we can rock and roll

Y'all be in the crib, on the net, scorin' soccer goals

All my bitches thin the only big shit's my pocket rolls

I'm just tryna eat with my team, and let them commas grow