Chemistry

LOUD ESTRO
LOUD ESTRO
In the lab cookin' up a potion tryna figure out
Why girls be on me so much, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Me and you we got some good chemistry
Now I'm tryna figure out why you on my dick
Why you suck my dick when I said you didn't have to, um
Why you playin' with my nigga if you say you didn't have to
Why you playin' with the gang when I said you didn't have to, mm
She the bad girl but we create good chemistry
Like the science lab, we be on that dank, ay
We be on that rich and melee, lay the knife side with the chain, ay
I pull up with the drinks, she gon' pull up with the sparks
We gon' roll up a blunt, we gon' smoke a Swisher, ay
We gon' roll up a blunt, we gon' smoke a Swisher, ay
Fuck that packer shit and fuck that lame ho shit
We ain't on none of that gang shit,
I'm on bangin' that ring shit, ay
I ain't none of that gang, way too bad, decent, ay, ay
She gon' bring her friends, I told her bring three around here, uh
I got three gang members, so we gon' have a foursome, ay
Fuck that threesome, ain't trippin', you ain't gon' catch me lacking
Cause I ain't gon' lie, I post that shit, fuck your bitch and I'm all day, ay
In the lab, tryna figure out why girls love me, uh
Why your bitch on my dick, I don't understand, ay, ay
She a bad girl, but for some reason we have good chemistry, ay
For some reason we have good chemistry
Your bitch be on my dick late at night, ay, ay
Midnight, we be fuckin' all night, ay
And we got the pillow and the back scratchin' to show you for it, uh
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Gang, I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad
Rap, bad, bad, bad, bad, ay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It was a bad bitch, it was a rad dick
It was a bad bitch, it was Mr. Take Your Bitch
Who stole your girl, so why you trippin' on that shit
Why you trippin' on me
Mr. Take Your Bitch took your bitch and now you cryin', uh
In the science lab, tryna figure out why girls love me, uh
Yeah, uh
Why your bitch on my dick for some reason, ay
She a bad girl, but for some reason we create good chemistry
We create good chemistry, ay
Like this song, ay, you gon
Yeah, whatever, fuck that shit
You gon' keep that gang on you
You gon' keep that strap on you
You gon' keep that gun on you, uh
We got good chemistry