Elm Street
Hey look everybody, Kevin's back
Freddy Krueger type shit in this mufucka
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
No kap
Yeah she stick on everything, should call that bitch taxes
When I'm sippin Ac, that's the only time I'm Ac'tin
You should see this shit for yourself, get your glasses
I'm in love with sweet bitches, sweet like molasses
I'm taking pills to stay awake like I'm on Elm Street
I'm so selfish with this shit god can't help me
I know I'm losing myself, shit not healthy
I don't kiss and tel l, baby
You should come and tell me
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
Yeah
If you have a problem put it on my name
It's okay
It's okay
Yeah
I'm so patient with this game, yeah
I'm from the jungle, don't tame me
Tropical shawty, be raining
Hopped in the coupe, now we racing yeah
I'm taking pills to the head, they not working
Spiced up your bitch, now to me she just perfect
Put my shit on private, but I think you still lurking
I was the bad one, now tables are turning
Yeah she stick on everything, should call that bitch taxes
When I'm sippin Ac, that's the only time I'm Ac'tin
You should see this shit for yourself, get your glasses
I'm in love with sweet bitches, sweet like molasses
I'm taking pills to stay awake like I'm on Elm Street
I'm so selfish with this shit god can't help me
I know I'm losing myself, shit not healthy
I don't kiss and tell, baby
You should come and tell me
Yeah
Freddy Krueger type shit in this mufucka
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
No kap
Yeah she stick on everything, should call that bitch taxes
When I'm sippin Ac, that's the only time I'm Ac'tin
You should see this shit for yourself, get your glasses
I'm in love with sweet bitches, sweet like molasses
I'm taking pills to stay awake like I'm on Elm Street
I'm so selfish with this shit god can't help me
I know I'm losing myself, shit not healthy
I don't kiss and tel l, baby
You should come and tell me
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
Yeah
If you have a problem put it on my name
It's okay
It's okay
Yeah
I'm so patient with this game, yeah
I'm from the jungle, don't tame me
Tropical shawty, be raining
Hopped in the coupe, now we racing yeah
I'm taking pills to the head, they not working
Spiced up your bitch, now to me she just perfect
Put my shit on private, but I think you still lurking
I was the bad one, now tables are turning
Yeah she stick on everything, should call that bitch taxes
When I'm sippin Ac, that's the only time I'm Ac'tin
You should see this shit for yourself, get your glasses
I'm in love with sweet bitches, sweet like molasses
I'm taking pills to stay awake like I'm on Elm Street
I'm so selfish with this shit god can't help me
I know I'm losing myself, shit not healthy
I don't kiss and tell, baby
You should come and tell me
Yeah
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Writer(s): Cesar Saucedo
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