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Freddy Krueger (feat. Future & Tee Grizzley) - Remix
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Coolin' in the cut with the shooters
Young niggas playin' with the Ruger
Pullin' up in new Barracuda, yeah
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Yeah
I just popped a nigga in the Ruger, yeah)
Lie to that bitch, I'm the Bible
I'm loyal to Youngin', to the riders
In the streets, I'm survivin'
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Fah, fah, fah)
Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Brr)
And I got a clique full of shooters (Brr)
And I'm in your dreams, Freddy Krueger (Ah)
Fuck with my niggas, bet they do ya (Woo)
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
And I'm in your dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slime, she on act)
Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya (Yeah, they gon' do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do it, do it, do ya)
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
Yeah, I been boolin' in the cut with my shooters, oh yeah
I'm codeine, I'm rollin', fuck them niggas, don't send condolence
Knew I was ready to kill her moms, fuckin' died inside his arms
Fentanyl inside his lungs, got green tips inside the drum
Seen junkies shootin' up the needle in the cut when I was young
Had a tool on me, no harm, I just knew to get me a pump
Popped one, can't move my arms, ran my bands up, copped a foreign
I got the bando jumpin' like Jordan, I do the random shit for fun
I'm smokin' loud these days by the farm
I'm outlandish, swimmin' with the sharks
Solitaires gon' light up in the dark, I keep that ether on me like Nas
Gettin' nine figures, they tryna compare me to Jigga, nigga, huh
I gotta silence up all the problems, and move like a killer (Woo)
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
And I'm in your dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slime, she on act)
Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya (Yeah, they gon' do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do it, do it, do ya)
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Ayy, hold the fuck up, man
Ayy, hold up, man, stop the beat real quick, hold up
Free my nigga Dee, he caught a body (Slatt, he caught a body)
Bitch, I'm posted in the cut like I'm Scotty
Free my nigga, free my nigga, yeah, he due (He due)
And I got a mystery like ooh (Like ooh)
In the van with the stick with my dawgs, Scooby-Doo (Ooh)
And the bitch gon' slurp that dick just like a flurry (A flurry)
And my diamonds VVS, they ain't blurry (Water)
Heard you signed a deal with the white man
And they sayin' that you 'Luminati (No)
Boy, don't listen to them fuckin' critics
They gon' make me and Grizzley catch a body
I just be rollin', I be sober (I'm sober)
My mama house got put inside foreblosure (Blatt)
I'm a Blood, so you know that mean foreclosure (SuWoo)
Don't fuck with us, them Detroit niggas'll slump you over (Damn)
They'll slump you over
When she good, she nasty like some yogurt
Yeah, yeah, just like some yogurt)
Hop out the Glock and reup, lookin' like I did yoga (Ooh, oh)
No pressure, hell nah, my slime gon' slump you over (Slatt)
He'll slump you over (Slatt)
Where we at? We eatin' lovely, lovely
Your bitch fuck from the back and hit my Dougie (Yeah, yeah)
I am not your boyfriend, bitch, you just my buddy (Just my buddy)
And a nigga no Blac Youngsta, but I'm tryna Kid Kid Cudi (Cudi)
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
And I'm in your dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slime, she on act)
Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya (Yeah, they gon' do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
My young niggas'll do ya (Do it, do it, do ya)
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
She on her knees and she screamin' "Hallelujah"
Posted in the alley with that Draco (Brrat)
We comfortable in places niggas can't go (Pull up)
Touch my nigga Melly, let that thing go (Baow, baow)
These rap niggas, where your chain go?
The spots in Detroit, I supply them (Dope)
Opp talkin' loud, we gon' buy him (Come here)
Can't cook, but I'm gon' fry him (Bitch)
My advice, don't stand by him (No, no)
Fifty round chopper clip big on the K
Niggas talk crazy on the 'Gram every day
See the stick, that mean like I got a kid on the way
Fuck that, see if he can talk shit from the grave
Don't come over here tryna flex (Don't do it)
You gon' get all that shit took (Give me that)
Used to get sauce from the West (Dope)
Shoot it to the East, get it cooked (Hard)
Monday through Friday, I'm booked (Bagged)
Ninety on the skelly, how it look? (Flex)
Still'll pull a kick door quick
Drop everybody in the house, John Wick (Baow)
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