Correction Lyrics Freddy Krueger (Remix) by Tee Grizzley

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Now I'm in love with my shotgun
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Bah) (Yeah, I f**k with this beat)
(I don't even know who the f**k on this b*t*h, for real)
(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)
F**kin' with my n***as, bet they do ya

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 f**k with me, my young n***as'll do ya
Blood they gon' do ya, my young n***as'll do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n***as'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She scrеaming)
She on her knees and she scrеaming hallelujah

Posted in the alley with that Draco (Brrat)
We comfortable in places n***as can't go (Pull up)
Touch my n***a, Melly, let that thang go (Bow, bow)
These rap n***as pu**y, 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*t*h)
My advice, don't stand by him (Don't)
Fifty round chopper clip big on the K
N***as talk crazy on the 'Gram every day
See the stick with me like I got a kid on the way
F**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)
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 f**k with me, my young n***as'll do ya
Blood they gon' do ya, my young n***as'll do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n***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

Ayy, hold the f**k up, man
Ayy, hold up, man, stop the beat real quick, hold up

Free my n***a D, he caught a body (Slatt, slatt)
B*t*h, I'm booted in the cut like I'm Scotty
Free my n***a, free my n***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*t*h gon' slurp that d**k 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 f**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 f**k with us, them Detroit n***as slump you over (They'll slump you over)
That pu**y mushy, gushy, nasty like some yogurt (Just like some yogurt)
I up the Glock and leave your a** 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)
F**k your b*t*h from the back and hit my Dougie (Yeah, yeah)
I am not your boyfriend, b*t*h, you just my buddy (Just my buddy, b*t*h)
And a n***a 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 yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
Don't f**k with me, my young n***as'll do ya
Blood they gon' do ya, my young n***as'll do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n***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

Blake you should really know my people finna do ya
Your b*t*h came to my crib told me she gonna give me sugar
My girl is so hot, you bet she could work at Hooters
If you could back off, homie that’d be super
You say some more sh*t, I bet I’ll leave you neutered
I’m f**king insane, I’ll beat your a** with a scooter
She rode me like on the street with a trouper
I’ll teach your a** the ways of the streets call me your tutor
You already failed, this lil homie broke the code
This is real life, you put this sh*t on extra-hard mode
I’m not done with this diss I’ll leave his body in the road
You run your mouth some more I’ll hold your a** for ransom
Hara**ment b*t*h imma get my money, this no fandom
Get your Naruto a** out of here, I’ll haunt you Danny Phantom
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 f**k with me, my young n***as'll do ya
Blood they gon' do ya, my young n***as'll do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n***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

I been boolin' in the cut with my shootas, oh, yeah
On codeine, I'm rollin', f**k them n***as don't say condolence
Lil' one ridicule our moms, n***a done died inside his home
Fentanyl inside his lungs got green tips inside the drum
Seein' junkies shootin' up a needle in the cut when I was young
Had a tool on me no harm, I just knew to get me a drum
Popped one, can't move my arms
Ran my bands up, copped a foreign
I got the bando jumpin' like Jordan
I do random b*t*hes for fun
I'm smoking loud these days by the farm
I'm outlandish swimming with the sharks
Solitaires gon' light up in the dark
I keep the ether on me like Nas
Gettin' nine figures, they tryna compare me to Jigga, n***a (Huh)
I got a silencer, solve all the problems
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 yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
Don't f**k with me, my young n***as'll do ya
Blood they gon' do ya, my young n***as'll do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n***as'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
She screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah

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