Future - Freddy Krueger (Remix) lyrics

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Future - Freddy Krueger (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: YNW Melly & Tee Grizzley] Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Bah) (Yeah, I fu*k with this beat) (I don't even know who the fu*k on this b*tch) (Grizzley? Hahaha) Boolin' in the cut with my shooters (Bah-bah-bah) Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Brrt) And I got a clique full of shooters (Brrt) And I'm in your dreams, Freddy Krueger (Bah) fu*kin' with my ni**as, bet they do ya [Chorus: YNW Melly] 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 yo dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave) Don't fu*k with me, my young ni**as'll do ya Blood they gon' do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah [Verse 1: Tee Grizzley] Posted in the alley with that Draco (Brrat) We comfortable in places ni**as can't go (Pull up) Touch my ni**a, Melly, let that thang go (Bow, bow) These rap ni**as pussy, where your chain go? The spots in Detroit, I supply them (Dope) I'm talking loud we going by him (Come here) Can't cook but I'm gonna fry him (b*tch) My advice, don't stand by him (Don't) Fifty round chopper clip big on the K ni**as talk crazy on the 'Gram every day See the stick with me like I got a kid on the way fu*k that, see if he can talk sh*t from the grave Don't come over here tryna flex (Don't do it) You gon' get all that sh*t took (Gimme that!) Used to get sauce from the west (Dope) Shoot it to the east, get it cooked (Hard) Monday through Friday I'm booked (Facts) Ninety on the skelly, how it look? (Bling) Still pull a kick door quick Drop everybody in the house, John Wick (Bow) [Chorus: YNW Melly] 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 yo dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave) Don't fu*k with me, my young ni**as'll do ya Blood they gon' do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah [Interlude: YNW Melly] Ayy, hold the fu*k up, man Ayy, hold up, man, stop the beat real quick, hold up [Verse 2: YNW Melly] Free my ni**a D, he caught a body (Slatt, slatt) b*tch, I'm booted in the cut like I'm Scotty Free my ni**a, free my ni**a, yeah, he due (He due) And I got a mystery like ooh (Like ooh) In a van, with a stick, with my dog, Scooby-Doo (Ooh) And that b*tch 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're Illuminati (No) Boy, don't listen to them fu*king critics They gon' make me and Grizzley catch a body I just be rolling, I be sober (Sober) My mama's house got put inside foreblosure (Blatt) I'm a blood so you know that means foreclosure (Suwoo) Don't fu*k with us, them Detroit ni**as slump you over (They'll slump you over) That pussy mushy, gushy, nasty like some yogurt (Just like some yogurt) I up the Glock and leave your ass looking like you did yoga (Oh) I don't want no pressure, hell no, my slime gon' slump you over (Slatt, yeah, slump you over) Where we at, we eatin' lovely (Lovely) fu*k your b*tch from the back and hit my Dougie (Yeah, yeah) I am not your boyfriend, b*tch, you just my buddy (Just my buddy, b*tch) And a ni**a no Blac Youngsta but I'm tryna Kid Kid Cudi (Cudi) [Chorus: YNW Melly] 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 yo dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave) Don't fu*k with me, my young ni**as'll do ya Blood they gon' do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young ni**as'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming) She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah