We Runnin

Bitch, we on the killin' spree, don't give a fuck what they mean

Bitches wanna run up on me, bitch I got my fuckin' blade

Yeah, bloody blade, blade, blade, blade

Fun to get a ugly ass fade, fade, fade

I don't give a fuck what these **** say

Runnin' up in the street

Got my boy Jason Voorhees

Bitch, who the fuck you be

Michael Myers

That **** killed for his desire

I see you up at night

Yeah, bitch, you run up on the gunfight

**** wanna run, huh

Run away from the Slayer King, nah, bitch

I kill with anything

Bitch, I'll put you in the fuckin' ground like your mama

Bitch, watch out, I ain't run no drama

Bitch, we runnin' on the scene

Bitch, Freddy Krueger's in your motherfuckin' dreams

Don't give a fuck what they finna fuckin' say

I don't give a fuck anymore

Bitch, I'm busy rockin' Dior

Yeah, bitch, I'm on the scene

Bitch, run up, run up, run up, run up on me

Don't give a fuck what I saw at the scene

Bitch, Joe's on you, I cause a murder scene

Yo, **** wanna run up on me

I don't give a fuck what they say

Don't give a fuck

Bitch, we runnin

Bitch, we runnin' on top

Bitch, I count girl fuckin' guap

I don't give a fuck what they say

Bitch, I party every fuckin' day

Better than Dr. fuckin' Dre

I don't give a fuck what these **** gotta say

Fuck you, fuck your mama, fuck your grandma

Bitch, fuck you and fuck the rest of your bloodline

Bitch, I don't got no fuckin' time to waste

Bitch, you just a waste of space

Bitch, watch out for the fuckin' Slayer King