Elm Street lyrics

by

Eli Fross


[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, b*tch
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Fross
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look, look

[Chorus]
Pull up on 'em with the biggest gat and make his body twitch
Don't give a f*ck about no feelings, n*gga I demolish sh*t
I got shooters that love gettin' money while we poppin' sh*t
Expensive bottles what we poppin' n*gga, pus*y poppin' quick
We makin' movies when we runnin' down, this ain't no actin' n*gga
Got some scammers that be gettin' money, but will clap a n*gga
Claim it's war, then we pull up on you like, "What happen n*gga?"
You would think a n*gga racist from the way we blastin' n*ggas

[Verse]
I be ridin' round with 10 on me, like it's my favorite number
Shorty think I hit the lotto, so she suck me in the Hummer
She said she like the way I grab her up and beat it like no other
She attracted to my money and the way that I be stuntin'
Got tired of the green, started stackin' up the hunnids
Shorty know she Benadryl, I be f*ckin' up her stomach
Once a n*gga pop a pill, I be in it 'til the morning
She gon' suck a n*gga up while a n*gga start to yawnin', ah
Lil pus*y n*gga, don't wanna get wiggity-wacked
Clickety-clack, wrapped up in that piggity-pack
Like what up, huh (pus*y)
Don't liggity-lack, cause my shooters don't give no chances, that's a figgety-fact
We on demon timin' lil' n*gga, what you wanna do?
Givin' lessons straight to these n*ggas, post in front of school
You could die lil' n*gga, watch who you talkin' to
Realize lil' n*gga, I only walk with goons
We on some other sh*t, ride 'round with a hundred grips
Got a hundred n*ggas strapped up, that's a hundred clips
They on some other sh*t, big booties all around the clique
Act like boujee b*tches, but f*ck on some other sh*t
And we be wilin' out, if I call the dogs, then they spazzin' out
You was talkin' all that sh*t, but like what happened now?
You passin' out, you was talkin', you was rattin' out
If you talkin' like you with it, boy be chattin' now
[Chorus]
Pull up on 'em with the biggest gat and make his body twitch
Don't give a f*ck about no feelings, n*gga I demolish sh*t
I got shooters that love gettin' money while we poppin' sh*t
Expensive bottles what we poppin' n*gga, pus*y poppin' quick
We makin' movies when we runnin' down, this ain't no actin' n*gga
Got some scammers that be gettin' money, but will clap a n*gga
Claim it's war, then we pull up on you like, "What happen n*gga?"
You would think a n*gga racist from the way we blastin' n*ggas

[Outro]
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Fross
Haha
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