FREDDY KRUEGER lyrics
by Trilla Kid
[Intro]
(on that bullsh*t
Hating on me boy you're on that bullsh*t)
[Chorus]
Hating on me boy you're on that bullsh*t
Stay here homies till they give me the full clip
I dont do the talking let that "tuh" spit
Stop pretending brodie like we on some cold sh*t
All my homie running up a check yeah
Gun up I'm a put it on the set yeah
Bih' we slimeball till the day yeah
I make f*cking money when i raise ya
[Verse 1]
Couple band I'm a put it on your head man
Walking out your safe-house swear that you a dead man
Got your shawty poppin in a motherf*cking handstand
Holding all your dreams like I am the damn sandman
Freddy Kruger with a Ruger I'm a come and shoot
Run up on me keep a toolie I'm a come [?]
Talking nonsense b*tch dont be acting foolish
You smoking dank lil b*tch and you looking stupid
Thotiana tryna bust it like I'm Blueface
You a broke b*tch so i do not care what you say
Sippin' dirty mixing lean in my f*cking Koolaid
I need a lil shawty for my f*cking mood swings