I Dream of Chrome Songtext
von $uicideboy$ & Germ

(Do the 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-)
(Bubble bath and get my .44) What? What?
(Up off the dresser, now I′m-) What? What?
(Bubble bath and get my .4) What? What?
(Bubble bath and get my .4) What? What?
I put Hemis in my auto to speed up to my bardo
Da Vinci code my bloodline
Paint your face like Leonardo (bubble bath and-)
I′m a Grey stepper


Off the eighth letter
Check my cardiac
More turnt than The Maury Show
When he say you are not the dad (bubble bath and-)
G!
Grey the gang, stain a lame with the A-
R!
Relapsed off them bars, before I nod I pop that
(Bubble bath and-)
E!
Enigma my stigmata, baby momma holler
Y!
Yung Christ baby, I was sent here just to die
(Bubble bath and-)
(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) Yah, ayy
(Bubble bath and get my .4) Ay, ay
Praise the Grey (Grey)
G-R-E-Y, 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 (bubble bath and-)
Where the fire? Could've caught a body
Slimy, highly likely crash the Masi'
Oxys in my Yerba mate diet (yeah)
Slidin′, flexin′, hopin' they don′t find me (yeah, yeah)
Put up, bitch better shut up (shut up!)
Raptor truck pulled, hopped out with the cutter
Barber with me, he ain't on the clock
Fades all day, I′mma clean up the block (bubble bath and-)
Stickin' and movin′, I do that a lot
Rocks in my clock, could've bought me a yacht
Neck look like the ocean
I need a lifeguard on god (yeah)
Stand my fucking ground
Lil' shawty tryna fuck me up
Spinnin′ round and round
My head feels like tires on a bus (bubble bath and-)
No fuckboys allowed
Grey 59 is an exclusive club
It looks like I drowned
All these diamonds got quality cut (yeah!)
Ruby such a mystery
Dodging all these inquiries (ayy)
Blame my dope addiction all on
Made up abstract injuries (ayy)
On the road to misery
My feet are fucking blistery (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-)