Nightmare On Yo Street - BabyTron

(313 Mafia)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Nyah

Nyah, nyah

Huh, huh

All that playin' with his life, might as well meet me at the graveyard

Built like a semi, but it's drivin' like a race car

Push the button, leave him underneath just like a spacebar

Pop up in yo' dreams, it's a nightmare on yo' street

If you touch one of mine, it's gon' be a nightmare for some weeks

Pull up to the zombie zone, it's a nightmare on the east

Sitting court side at Little Caesar's, Icewear next to me

Fuck my ex, I'm onto finer things

I got the torch, have you ever seen a fire freeze?

Slide through, you hear, "Fah, fah," that's a tire screech

Ho changed her life, I guess that makes her a retired freak

Even when I sleep in, I be tired of y'all

I'll ride by myself 'fore I slide with y'all

I'd do my own drugs 'fore I get high with y'all

I'd catch a private jet 'fore I fly with y'all

Two bust watch on, I still ain't got time for y'all

Whole case of red, but I still ain't got a line for y'all

All this fuckin' money that I got, ain't got a dime for y'all, still

Make sure it's double closed, I can't let the sauce spill

R.I.P. $cam, rode past Puritan and caught chills

You would think that cuddy down the way with food, it's all pills

You can't fuck with me and Certi', have you seen y'all grill?

Jigga got me feelin' like I'm rolling down a tall hill

I don't think I'm sleepin' tonight

To be exact, matter fact, I think I'm creepin' tonight

Ride around with two chops like I'm eatin' some rice

He ain't waitin' for the moon 'cause the beast in the light

Just know when I cook food, I put my feet in it twice

Twenty-three with several mill', don't think I need the advice

Lil' bro been expelled, but he read and he write

Bring me 'xotic, bring me drank, I need a P and a pint

You can call me Drankenstein, I keep a three in my Sprite

Nah, for real, I take my pop and then I bring it to life

This a fuckin' gun fight, why you bringin' a knife?

On tour, seein' sights that you ain't seen in yo' life

Rappin' 'bout designer, but I seen him leavin' from Snipes

He gettin' racks with some rats, we uppin' cheese with some mice

In a chase with DPD, I used to speed on a bike

You ain't never, never got nothin' free off a swipe

It's gettin' scary, at the spot, we slappin' Jack-O-Lanterns

Tryna move it by the bowl, but smokin', that's a trappin' hazard

Unky get some girl and flip it, watch him acrobat her

That was just a skit with Supa Hot, I'm not a battle rapper

I just got caught by my main, she found a Magnum wrapper

Tryna do the dash off shroomies, accidentally flashed the hazards

All that muggin', keep it to yourself 'cause we harass harassers

Wake up eatin' lamb, young Tron, he was a Apple Jacker

It's a nightmare on yo' street

It's a nightmare on yo' street

It's a nightmare on yo' street (Nyah)

It's a nightmare on yo' street (Hey)

It's a nightmare on yo' street

It's a nightmare on yo' street (Hey)

It's a nightmare on yo' street

It's a nightmare on yo' street (Ayy)