I Dream Of Chrome - $UICIDEBOY$ & Germ

Good to beam up, Scotty
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
(It's a smash)
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
What? What? What? What? (Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—)
What? What? What? What? (Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—)

I put hemis in my auto to speed up to my bardo
Oh, da Vinci code my bloodline, paint yo' face like Leonardo
I'ma Grey stepper, off that eighth letter, check my cardiac
More turnt than the Maury show when he say, "You are not the dad" (G)
Grey the gang, stain a lame with the A (R)
Relapse off them bars, before I nod, I pop that (E)
Enigma, my stigmata, baby momma hollerin' (Y)
Yung Christ, baby, I was sent here just to die

Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4— (Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah)

Praise to the Grey (Grey)
G-R-E-Y, I seize the day, no pain today (Yeah)
Rollin' dem blunts, it's a rollover crash
Can't see a thing, shit ain't the same (See)
Where the fire? Coulda caught a body
Slimy, hightly, likely crash the Masi'
Oxys in my yerba mate diet
Slidin', flexin', hopin' they don't find me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put up, you better shut up (Shut up)
Raptor truck pulled, hopped out with the cutter (Bomb)
Barber with me hittin' on the clock
Fades all day, I'ma clean up the block (Bitch)
Stickin' and movin', I do that a lot
Rocks in my clock, coulda bought me a yacht
Neck look like the ocean, I need a lifeguard, on God (Yeah)

Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
Yeah

Stand my fuckin' ground, lil' shawty tryna fuck me up
Spinnin' 'round and 'round, my head feels like tires on a bus
No fuckboys allowed, Grey*59 is an exclusive club
It look like I drowned, all these diamonds got quality cut
Ruby such a mystery, dodgin' all these inquiries (Ayy)
Blame my dope addiction all on made up, abstract injuries (Ayy)
On the road to misery, my feet are fucking blistering (Ayy)
I'm not even dead yet, but all of y'all still missin' me (Ayy)

Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—
Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—