Ski Mask the Slump God — 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