Chemistry
88GLAM Lyrics


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Yeah
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Said I fell in love with pussy with no chemistry
All that distance I was given, gave me energy (gave me what?)
I was working long nights avoiding enemies
How you fucking with my opp, but then a friend to me?
I done fell in love with no chemistry (yeah)
All that distance gave a nigga energy (gave me what?)
I was working nights, voiding enemies (yeah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me?
Boy, how you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (What is that?)
(You ain't) fucking with my opp but then a friend to me (never that)
(Hold up), wait a minute, that's my energy (fuckin' nah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (Yeah)

Big money, loafs of
I apply the condiments with a Super Soaker (condiments)
Big money, Oprah
Every time I poke her, smile like The Joker
More than I deserve 'cause the molly tip me over
I just need a third, 'cause the xanny keep me sober
I just need a third, 'cause the xanny keep me sober
More than I deserve 'cause the molly tip me over
All I ever had I had to fork up
Working on my jumper made the court cut (yeah)
Porta potty Porsche, I be shitting like a Orca
Everything is money, Daddy Warbucks (pew pew, pew)

I done fell in love with no chemistry (yeah)
All that distance gave a nigga energy (gave me what?)
I was working nights, voiding enemies (yeah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me?
Boy, how you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (What is that?)
(You ain't) fucking with my opp but then a friend to me (never that)
(Hold up), wait a minute, that's my energy (fuckin' nah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (Yeah)

Told him that way with those talks, that nigga dead to me (yeah he dead)
If I was crip, that nigga blood, he looking red to me (looking red)
Please don't let a nigga go and catch a felony (woo)
I got ice all on my leash, while I drink Hennessy
Mixing Number Nine with the Saint Laurent, I got celery
Feelings gone, did a nigga wrong, you a fed to me
G-Wagon, skating off like what these jewels telling me (skrrt, skrrt)
Selling me, save my money, 'less that shit is luxury

Said I fell in love with pussy with no chemistry
All that distance I was given gave me energy (gave me what?)
I was working long nights avoiding enemies
How you fucking with my opp, but then a friend to me?

I done fell in love with no chemistry (yeah)
All that distance gave a nigga energy (gave me what?)
I was working nights, voiding enemies (yeah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me?
Boy, how you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (What is that?)
(You ain't) fucking with my opp but then a friend to me (never that)




(Hold up), wait a minute, that's my energy (fuckin' nah)
How you fucking with my opp but then a friend to me? (Yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "Chemistry" by 88GLAM talks about falling in love with someone with no chemistry. The singer seems to be in a situation where he fell for someone because of physical attraction, without considering whether there was any emotional or mental connection between them. He also mentions how distance between them gave him energy, possibly meaning that he was motivated to work harder to achieve his goals, but it also added to the relationship's lack of chemistry since they were not physically close. The lyrics also touch upon betrayal as the singer questions how someone can claim to be a friend to him but secretly be involved with his enemies.


The second verse of the song explores themes of drug use and excess. The singer talks about having money, which he uses to indulge in expensive items like luxury cars and expensive clothing brands. He also references using drugs like Molly and Xanax to stay awake and alert during the long nights he spends working to avoid his enemies. He mentions how the drugs he uses make him feel like he is on a constant high, and he also acknowledges that he might be consuming more than he should.


Overall, the song "Chemistry" is about the lack of emotional connection between two people who are in a relationship, and the consequences of prioritizing physical attraction over deeper connections. It also explores themes of betrayal and indulgence in drugs and excess.


Line by Line Meaning

Said I fell in love with pussy with no chemistry
I got emotionally attached to someone without any real connection or spark between us


All that distance I was given, gave me energy (gave me what?)
The distance between me and the person I loved gave me motivation and strength


I was working long nights avoiding enemies
I had to put in a lot of hard work and effort to protect myself from danger


How you fucking with my opp, but then a friend to me?
I can't understand why you're being friendly with someone who is my enemy


Big money, loafs of
I have a lot of money


I apply the condiments with a Super Soaker (condiments)
I use a lot of expensive products


Every time I poke her, smile like The Joker
My sexual partner always seems happy and satisfied


More than I deserve 'cause the molly tip me over
I feel like I'm being rewarded too much after using drugs and getting out of control


I just need a third, 'cause the xanny keep me sober
I need another dose of a drug to keep me from feeling the effects of another drug


All I ever had I had to fork up
I had to work really hard for all my success and money


Working on my jumper made the court cut (yeah)
Improving my basketball skills helped me make it onto the team


Porta potty Porsche, I be shitting like a Orca
I have an expensive car but I still do basic human functions like everyone else


Everything is money, Daddy Warbucks (pew pew, pew)
Money is the most important thing to me, just like Daddy Warbucks in the comic 'Annie'


Told him that way with those talks, that nigga dead to me (yeah he dead)
I told someone to stop talking to me and now they are essentially dead to me


If I was crip, that nigga blood, he looking red to me (looking red)
If I was a member of a different gang, that person would be considered an enemy


Please don't let a nigga go and catch a felony (woo)
Please don't let me get arrested for a serious crime


I got ice all on my leash, while I drink Hennessy
I have expensive jewelry on while I drink expensive alcohol


Mixing Number Nine with the Saint Laurent, I got celery
I mix high-end drugs with fancy fashion and luxury items


Feelings gone, did a nigga wrong, you a fed to me
If you wrong me in any way, I trust you as much as a federal agent (not at all)


G-Wagon, skating off like what these jewels telling me (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm driving away in my luxury car, ignoring everything else except for my expensive jewelry


Selling me, save my money, 'less that shit is luxury
I only spend my money on things that are high-end and luxurious




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Shakqueel Burthwright, Derek Bissue, Alex Geisler

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