[Intro]
(Bitch)

[Chorus]
Freddy Krueger in his nightmares (Aye, aye)
Bitch, we toting choppas (Yeah), pussy n***a, we don't fight fair (No, we don't)
When we catch him, it's on sight, bitch, aye (Bitch)
Glock with a stick, ain't no Savage, it's a knife, bitch (Grr, bah, bah)
Kicking back with a white bitch (Aye)
If he want some static, then it's up like a kite, bitch (Haha)

[Post-Chorus]
I gotta keep it a thousand
Wanted a fast car, bought me an Audi
Can't do no loving, baby, I'm not 'bout it
She said her man better than me but I doubt it (Haha)

[Verse]
N***as finna wild out, pulling the Glock out
Choppa gon' line up a n***a like Wite-Out (Bah)
Choppa gon' light up his crib like a lighthouse (Bah)
Presidential Rollie, bitch, like the White House
Ayе, knuck if you buck, bitch
Tired of these goofy n***as talking fucking tough, bitch
But fuck it
Knock off his hеad, now he got a concussion (Bah)
Fuck on a hoe, then I fuck on her cousin
Choppa gon' feed him and fill up his stomach (Doo, doo, doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo)
Choppa gon' beat at his brain like percussion (Stupid bitch)
They say, "ZAY, you a demon, huh?" (What? What?)
I get so high, I can't feel it, stare at the ceiling 'cause I been tweaking, huh (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Me and my bitch just like Bella Hadid and The Weeknd, huh (What? Just like The Weeknd)
Pop three Xanax in one sitting, now I ain't eating, huh (Yeah, yeah, oh my)
No BTS when I'm letting this K pop (Pop it, pop it)
Choppa gon' boom like a muhfuckin' bass drop (Doo, doo, doo, doo, grah)
We leave him shaking and glitching like all the white bitches dancing up on TikTok (Fuck 'em)
Was in the Wraith, had to switch to the Maybach (Fuck 'em)
Pull up on his block and we found where he stay at (Where he at?)
Can't take his blunt 'cause he prolly gon' lace that
If you got a problem, lil' n***a, just say that, haha
[Chorus]
Freddy Krueger in his nightmares (Aye, aye)
Bitch, we toting choppas (Yeah), pussy n***a, we don't fight fair (No, we don't)
When we catch him, it's on sight, bitch, aye (Bitch)
Glock with a stick, ain't no Savage, it's a knife, bitch (Grr, bah, bah)
Kicking back with a white bitch (Aye)
If he want some static, then it's up like a kite, bitch (Haha)

[Post-Chorus]
I gotta keep it a thousand
Wanted a fast car, bought me an Audi
Can't do no loving, baby, I'm not 'bout it
She said her man better than me but I doubt it (Haha)