​chemist lyrics

[Intro]
(Fony Wallace, biatch)
(KAAN3X)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, they know it's me the moment that I walk in, b*tch (That I walk in, b*tch)
I been sittin' in the lab like a motherf*ckin' chemist (Yeah)
Big black and white b*tch suckin' on my gamma (Yeah)
b*tch, you seen this stick? This sh*t a motherf*ckin' cannon (Brr, bah-bah-bah)
Be with your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I'm finna crash out in this b*tch, she tried to miss (Skrrt)
I told my gang-gang with my stick 'cause that's my twin (My twin)
I still got the pole (Yeah), I can't even fold, yeah

[Verse]
Benzo, I'm in the back, bro
We get the bankroll, and R.I.P. to Bankroll (Ahh!)
I'm finna crash out (Skrrt), I'm finna crash out (Skrrt)
I'm finna crash out (Skrrt), ahh!
I walk in with all my n*ggas straight inside the project (Let's go)
I might make a Chrome Hearts appointments, f*ck all thesе dollars (Dollars)
I can't f*ck that n*gga b*tch no more, all I want is mine (Mine)
b*tch, I need thе presidential Rollie, I feel like Obama (Yeah, yeah)
I be bashin' sh*t when I'm on, people bombed, I need Osama (Brr, bah-bah-bah)
When I walk in, that b*tch get to humpin' me like she a llama (Bah-bah-bah)
When I'm steppin', b*tch, I'm poppin', b*tch, I'm poppin', b*tch, I'm poppin' (Step, step, step, step)
When I'm steppin', b*tch, I'm poppin', b*tch, I'm poppin', b*tch, I'm poppin' (b*tch, I'm poppin')
I ain't worried 'bout no money, I'ma make more (Bah, bah-bah)
All they see is Christian Dior or Louis when I walk through the door
They like, "Why is you not poppin' more?" b*tch, it's because I'm ballin' more
They like, "Why the f*ck they callin' more?" b*tch, it's because I'm ballin' more
I feel like Keef, my b*tch bad, she Vietnamese (Doo-doo)
All you hear is, "Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew," if you my enemy (Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)
You can't catch me lackin', that's the end of you, not end of me (Yeah, yeah, nah-nah)
This b*tch love the kid, she love the killin', that's that Ketamine
[Chorus]
Yeah, they know it's me the moment that I walk in, b*tch (That I walk in, b*tch)
I been sittin' in the lab like a motherf*ckin' chemist (Yeah)
Big black and white b*tch suckin' on my gamma (Yeah)
b*tch, you seen this stick? This sh*t a motherf*ckin' cannon (Brr, bah-bah-bah)
Be with your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I'm finna crash out in this b*tch, she tried to miss (Skrrt)
I told my gang-gang with my stick 'cause that's my twin (My twin)
I still got the pole (Yeah), I can't even fold, yeah