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ynw melly – freddy krueger remix كلمات اغاني

[intro: ynw melly, tee grizzley & future]
coolin’ in the cut with my shooters
young n_gga playin’ with a ruger
pullin’ up with a new barracuda
coolin’ in the cut with my shooters (bah)
(yeah, i f_ck with this beat)
i just f_cked your b_tch in a room
lied to that b_tch on the bible
(i don’t even know who the f_ck on this b_tch)
(grizzley? hahaha)
my loyalty only to the riders
in the streets i’m survivin’
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_ckin’ with my n_ggas, 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 f_ck with me, my young n_ggas’ll do ya
blood they gon’ do ya, my young n_ggas’ll do ya
do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n_ggas’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: future]
i been boolin’ in the cut with my shootas, oh, yeah
on codeine, i’m rollin’, f_ck them n_ggas don’t say condolence
lil n_gga ridicule our moms, n_gga done died inside his arms
fentanyl inside his lungs, got green tips inside the drum
seen draco 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 trappin’ like drawn
had a random b_tch just for fun
i’m smoking loud these days by the farm
i’m by land swimming with the sharks
tie the terrace gon’ light up in the dark
i keep the ether on me like nas
they tryna compare me to jagger
i got a silencer, solve all the problems
move like a k!ller

[verse 2: ynw melly]
free my n_gga d, he caught a body (slatt, slatt)
b_tch, i’m booted in the cut like i’m scotty
free my n_gga, free my n_gga, 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 d_ck 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_cking 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_ck with us, them detroit n_ggas slump you over (they’ll slump you over)
that p_ssy 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, h_ll no, my slime gon’ slump you over (slatt, yeah, slump you over)
where we at, we eatin’ lovely (lovely)
f_ck 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 n_gga 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 f_ck with me, my young n_ggas’ll do ya
blood they gon’ do ya, my young n_ggas’ll do ya
do ya, do ya, do ya, my young n_ggas’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 3: tee grizzley]
posted in the alley with that draco (brrat)
we comfortable in places n_ggas can’t go (pull up)
touch my n_gga, melly, let that thang go (bow, bow)
these rap n_ggas p_ssy, 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
n_ggas talk crazy on the ‘gram every day
see the stick with me like i got a kid on the way
f_ck 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)

- ynw melly

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