| (feat. Masta Ace) | |
| Sittin' on | |
| Sittin' on | |
| Sittin' on | |
| (VERSE 1: Shadee) | |
| The cruise goes on, come along | |
| We drop another megaton bomb and it's on | |
| Vienna international song, put it on | |
| Kept a low profile for a while like a mystery | |
| "Rollin On Chrome", remember me, check the history | |
| Move carefully, I let the streets school me | |
| Got the appetite, giving ladies little babies | |
| Get her pregnant on the backseat of a Mercedes | |
| Bust a condom pumpin INC. CD's | |
| I need more PD's, similar to BG's | |
| Gotta stay alive and fulfill my dreams | |
| Pushin European cars with the illest rims | |
| Chrome tight, that's right, burning gas all night | |
| Opposite of young, but I'm restless | |
| Unlimited access, see me at the Splash! fest | |
| With all area passes, puttin on fat assets | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| From NYC | |
| To V-i-e | |
| (We get live) | |
| And all you see | |
| C-h-r-o-m-e | |
| (Chrome) | |
| It's the Aphro-d | |
| And INC. | |
| (Let em know) | |
| That's who we be | |
| And you know that we | |
| (Chromatic) | |
| (VERSE 2: Masta Ace) | |
| As we cruise through these blocks like Legos | |
| Rollin big like ( ? ), you know how the day goes | |
| Rockin the rust Timbs in a plush Benz with tough rims | |
| Lookin for cuties with big booties | |
| That wanna learn 'the facts of life' just like Tootie | |
| Run New York like Rudy, I gotta do my duty | |
| To make sure the chrome shine and the whole nine | |
| Before I dial the phone line of a known dime | |
| A nice chick from Central Islip | |
| That likes dick and cruisin around in a nice whip | |
| Bitch pulls up in a blue Benz with new rims | |
| European kit and shittin with two friends | |
| Lookin like thirty cent, me and my nigga Dent | |
| Took em back to the tent and we got bent | |
| Whether Brooklyn or Berlin I swirl in | |
| Pull up in whip and I get your girl in | |
| Chromatic | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Hold on | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| You're now havin a Chromatic experience | |
| Better think about that for a little second, hear me | |
| So just sit back and let it go down | |
| (VERSE 2: Clumz & Shagun) | |
| You better recognize my enterprise, we motorize | |
| Leave suckers with swollen eyes and chickens with open thighs | |
| We rollin wild, chrome rims reflectin the light | |
| Blindin your vision, means need shades in the night | |
| No intermission, it's the mechanism of life | |
| We on a mission, non-stop chasin the mic (that's right) | |
| Take it to the Chrome Zone where we shine and glow | |
| And my niggas in the cypher spittin rhymes and flows | |
| Thai we smoke, plenty shots of Henny with rocks | |
| Givin a toast to all my people that be rollin with us | |
| 360 degrees across the seven seas, we floss with melodies | |
| And squash my enemies in all facilities, my squad from V-i-e | |
| Hit the street and got it on lock like felonies | |
| We some rap addicts, y'all don't really want static | |
| Aphros and Masta Ace, we chromatic | |
| (CHORUS) |