Lyrics:
Oh
Oh Maria
Maria ia
Oh maria ia, oh maria ia
Maria... Maria
Oh Maria ia
Over the stove wit a beater
I need a pot and a beaker
Stay in the trap
I drop the beat in the beaker turn up the stove
Str8t drop my bars now they tearin down my door
For this pure uncut cut that's str8t drop
They want
beaker
Please, prayin' my family restin' in peace otherwise I'll be in pieces a mess for somebody to clean
The beaker a dangerous thing for you and for me
Aye
Yeah
I do not miss I feel like a heatseeker
I live in the lab, I was born in a beaker
You don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, either
You say
Raise your cup
Raise your cup
Raise your cup
Or glass or mug or beaker
First you call it a cup
cnd then you say it's a mug
c cup is simply a mug
chemicals in beakers
Take me to your speakers,
This is my control through your speakers,
Take me to your leader
Frequencies are picked up by the tweeter,
that you know I got options
I was in the kitchen with the beaker tryin to lock it
Whip it whip it I'm trying to make a profit
She ain't really fuck with
fizzy, pull levers
Better turn down the volume, we will break the speaker
You know that I'm mixing that chemistry beaker
Get out our face if you don't
listen to you wake back on the
bleachers
Two speakers, two speakers
It's all I hear when I feel the beakers
Two speakers, two speakers
It's how I listen
Aye Ima get so high grab the heater
Pack the vine get the lite guide the fire to the beaker
We gon' get so high
Baby tell me bout your life
If you
Chain breaker oh o
Chain beaker
You broke every chain
Chain breaker oh o
Chain beaker
You broke every chain
Might man of war
God
only thing free, nigga (huh)
Step to me and I teach you (huh)
Somebody text his preacher (huh)
Straight drop in my beaker (beaker)
Ace knocking my
And You've never let me fall down alone
Maybe she could come to Wichita
And maybe we could borrow Beaker's bike
We'd let the rogue wind tie our hair in
another
Wild animal
And all those definitions
Only exist in the minds of humans
I see life just like a lab
Customize, experiment
All of these beakers
All
Mama working hard with the beaker
Daddy making money for the keys yeah
I've been up making all these features
God making me become a leader
Say
We don't talk to poepoe not my people
I hit her and pass her dan Marino
I just whip my wrist I need a beaker
Cook up in the studio
She can't be my
another
Wild animal
And all those definitions
Only exist in the minds of humans
I see life
Just like a lab
Customize
Experiment
All of these beakers
All
Riches, I don't need no
Come with the hate, I don't need you
Beakers with the need to
Pour your anger that makes you
Talking in the seat two
There's
Two thousand on the feet
Dripping too hard boy I keep it on
It's ninety degrees and that heater on
In the trap beating pots with the beaker on
I just
Want Balenci on my sneakers and my socks
Imma empty out a beaker of the Wok
I'm the best thing on the scene it ain't gon stop
This is Fendi facts I'm
beaker
Coming to fruition, Incantation through ya speakers
Im too tall for a two seater
Me and my señorita
Lifted on six inches, up so high where can reach
Two thousand on the feet
Dripping too hard boy I keep it on
It's ninety degrees and that heater on
In the trap beating pots with the beaker on
I just
for a feature
And why the fuck she follow me I'm not even the leader
If you want my recipe just know I'm charging by the beaker aye
Just call me money
and beakers huh
That's a real good job Ferry go and keep it up
Keep it up
Opps niggas have no choice that's why they teaming up
We right here yes we are they
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