Bitch, I feel like Freddy Krueger
My whole gang gon' f*ckin' do ya clutching ' on that f*ckin' ruler
Post up with like eighty shooters
I just want that f*ckin' mullah
He walk down, we f*ckin' fool em
I just wanna spin again
Why the f*ck I pass a ten
Grab that Glock and make a sin
Aim so good, they think I zen
Bust them in the f*ckin' lens
I ain't got no f*ckin' friends
Leave his brother in the wind
Gotta grab a FNN
Post up in Decatur
Hold that Glock, he got a Laser
We just want that f*ckin' paper
Pray to God, he ain't gon' save you
I can't say your ass for later
When we catch him, we gon' slave him
Cut him off just like a cable
And I do it, cause I'm able
Bitch, I feel like Freddy Krueger
My whole gang gon' f*ckin' do ya clutching ' on that f*ckin' ruller
Post up with like eighty shooters
I just want that f*ckin' mullah
He walk down, we f*ckin' fool em
H- He walk down, we f*ckin' fool em
Post up in Decatur
Hold that Glock, he got a Lazer
We just want that f*ckin' paper
Pray to God, he ain't gon' save you
I can't say your ass for later
When we catch him, we gon' slave him
Cut him off just like a cable
And I do it, cause I'm able