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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SNAPKATT
Vocals
Syko Bob
Vocals
Kodak Black
Vocals
Rev
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antvonte Sanders
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
cambrell smart
Songwriter
Christian Ocampo
Songwriter
Michael Vito
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Rev
Producer
Lyrics
Jumped out dumpin', them **** had went to runnin' (runnin')
Playin' on that business, we killing you 'bout that money
****, when it's up there, it's stuck there, I ain't sparin' nothin' (monster)
Kill or be killed, I be Chucky, who you gon' play? (Monster)
I'ma be Freddy, I get deadly on any day (brah)
I'm on who ready, I'm with killer, who you gon' play? (Nightmare)
This shit get way worse than Freddy, I'm on who ready (who ready?)
I'm deadly, I eat souls, I chop 'em, no machete (no machete)
Dirt on my shovel, hand on the bezel, this another level (another level)
This shit get scary for the kids, you 'bout to change the channel (channel)
Sleep tight, motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
'Cause we don't never sleep at night, motherfuckers (motherfuckers)
Holy foggy nights, you thinkin' it might be tonight
I think I see 'em, sike, time to pull me a Yak attack (Yak attack)
All this power, be careful what you dream about (bruh)
Oh, you sleepin' now, I like creepin' now (oh, man)
Walkin' through the house, nightmare-like black eyes (let's go)
We must go ready, bitch, I kill you, you get no tries (that's right)
Walk right, everybody
'Cause we ain't tryna scare no motherfuckin' body
Jumped out dumpin', them **** had went to runnin' (aw, man)
Playin' on that business, we killing you 'bout that money (baow)
****, when it's up there, it's stuck there, ain't sparin' nothin' (yeah)
Kill or be killed, I be Freddy, who you gon' play?
Oh, y'all got 'em? Let me get 'em (Lord), I want his soul, bitch, don't kill him (Lord)
I smack the bitch, then jump the car, then laugh, ask my ****
I fucked the bitch 'til she bled, kept on fuckin' ass **** (yeah)
Shot the **** after he was dead, kept on shootin', I overkilled him (rah)
You got a body? I got several, charge me a rate, big old stepper (stepper)
Made the news three times back to back, oh, shit, he over drilling
When I pop out, it's shots fired, them jiggers got me cockeyed
On 1st Street with a Glock .9, we toting shit like drumline
Jumped out dumpin', them **** had went to runnin' (runnin')
Playin' on that business, we killing you 'bout that money
****, when it's up there, it's stuck there, ain't sparin' nothin' (monster)
Kill or be killed, I be Chucky, who you gon' play? (Monster)
I'ma be Jason, I pull murders and home invasions
Every **** that went left on me, I need some straightening
Back to back Trackhawks, Hellcats, look like we racing
You ain't no stepper, you shot a **** in the leg and went to shaking
I ain't get booked for no shootings, caught a lot of stupid cases
I'll TLO a ****, ain't nothing to get a bitch location
My mama called me Jason, I was destined to be a killer
Say you ready, ****, I hop out 1911 like I'm Hitler
Gravedigger, brain splitter, in the backseat with an oak wood
In a Demon with some demons, late-night creepin', up to no good
I'm a nightmare, I don't fight fair
Same place a **** play with me, he lose his life there (sniper)
Jumped out dumpin', them **** had went to runnin'
Playin' on the business, we killing you 'bout that money
****, when it's up there, it's stuck there, ain't sparin' nothin'
Kill or be killed, I be Jason, who you gon' play?
Hum-ba-de-de-dim-dim-du-dah
Give me the power I give of you
Hum-ba-de-de-dum-dum-du-dah
Give me the power I give of you
Who you gon' play?
I'ma bring that motherfucker Freddy to life
Come on, let's play, who you gon' play?
Written by: Antvonte Sanders, Bill K. Kapri, Christian Ocampo, Michael Vito, cambrell smart