Walter White lyrics

[Intro]
This ain't chemistry, okay? This is art
Cooking is art and the sh*t I cook is the bomb
So don't be telling me
The sh*t you cook is sh*t, I saw your set-up
Ridiculous, you and I will not make garbage
We will produce a chemically pure and stable product that performs as advertised, no adulterants

[Verse 1]
Everything I spit is biohazard sh*t
You n*ggas lack the skill, not even half of this, you want some sick and flabby sh*t
You know the drill, deal bags to sniffin' pill packages
On the side where felons reside, tryna capture chips
Magged a b*tch like dolomite
Need the dough Lamar Odom height, flow potent like a cobra bitе
Slippin' di*k in chickens, kick 'em out, no sleepin' overnight
Likе T-bars, she creepin', she love me, I shine with golden light
Hold a knife in the right, give your throat a slice
I'm dapper, ho, you see the overcoat is Off-White
f*ck clockin' into a jail, we eatin' off white
Flippin' off officers often, we not at all nice
I'm Walter White with the recipes, chef exceptionally
I'm really out for checks, f*ck being a celebrity
I'd rather eat and stay low off the radar
f*ck a fed or state charge and go hard 'til we make ours
Need the pay large, in the garage with a racecar
All about mine, don't really give a f*ck who they are
[Chorus]
Dirty blocks, doin' crime for the currency
Mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki'
Started with nothin' and I built, baggin' up the filth
Now a n*gga doin' numbers like Wilt
Dirty blocks, doin' crime for the currency
Mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki'
Started with nothin' and I built, baggin' up the filth
Now a n*gga doin' numbers like Wilt (Uh)

[Verse 2]
True sh*t, I got my chips up from drug deals and stick-ups
Hoes on my heels for the thrills, they give me di*ksucks
My kicks plush, Gucci and Margiela, forever fly
Dippin' the seven five, see the judge and I'm tellin' lies
Not guilty 'til the pocket filthy
Then, I quit livin' illegal, get the long guap from stocks and realty
Feel me? Ill steeze nothin' corny, ho
You spit poorly, got bags for forty by the corner store
Since a shorty saw street kings doin' they thing hard
Most of that and goin' to walk in carck 'round the vineyard
Out for the treasure, I'm on a hunt like Nimrod
Talkin' too wild on my jack, I switch the swim card
Done to you a worker but you frontin' like you in charge
The blick discharge like blunt ashes, you get clipped off
Servin' the masses 'til the stash that I amass is massive
Got the power, ten thousand hours, been had it mastered
Blast the plastic ratchet and folk tryna creep
The only thing on a n*gga mind is, "Forever eat"
[Chorus]
Dirty blocks, doin' crime for the currency
Mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki'
Started with nothin' and I built, baggin' up the filth
Now a n*gga doin' numbers like Wilt
Dirty blocks, doin' crime for the currency
Mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki'
Started with nothin' and I built, baggin' up the filth
Now a n*gga doin' numbers like Wilt

[Outro]
The methylamine keeps flowing, no matter what
We are not ramping down
We’re just getting started
Nothing stops this train, nothing