Walter White

Lyrics

[Intro] This ain't chemistry, okay? This is art Cooking is art and the shit I cook is the bomb So don't be telling me The shit you cook is shit, 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 shit You niggas lack the skill, not even half of this, you want some sick and flabby shit You know the drill, deal bags to sniffin' pill packages On the side where felons reside, tryna capture chips Magged a bitch like dolomite Need the dough Lamar Odom height, flow potent like a cobra bitе Slippin' dick 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 Fuck 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, fuck being a celebrity I'd rather eat and stay low off the radar Fuck 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 fuck 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 nigga 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 nigga doin' numbers like Wilt (Uh) [Verse 2] True shit, I got my chips up from drug deals and stick-ups Hoes on my heels for the thrills, they give me dicksucks 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 nigga 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 nigga 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 nigga 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