[Intro: Nightmare On Elm Street & $lick $loth]

One, two, Freddy's coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, grab your crucifix

Seven, eight, gonna stay up late

Nine, ten, never sleep—

FUCKTHEPOPULATION

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Pullin' up with the pump, slugs that'll make you slumped (Yeah, ho)

Drugs always keep me numb, wake up in the mornin' just to pop some

Bitch, it's FUCKTHEPOPULATION

Bodies in my basement

Lord of the forsaken, watchin' bitches fornicatin' (Shit)

Lucifer, Beelzebub, Satan

Triple six be my language (Ayy)

Smokin' on something that's flagrant (Ayy)

Shootin' up something that's tainted (Ayy)

Raindrops cover my dreadlocks (Deadlocks)

Mood 21 Savage, that Red Opps

Might get my face tatted with a tear drop

Shell-shocked leavin' bodies on the sidewalk

[Verse 2: Yung Plague]

Six days 'til my death, on the seventh, let me be

Lower-level dwelling, now the devil rocking FTP

Ruby setting trends, but in the end, he wants his breath to cease

Leopard print all on his body, body hangin' off the Sphinx

Ruby got a plan involving firestorms thinnin' out the herd

Ruby got a plan to see the locusts swarm, poisoning the dirt

Ruby gonna find his death and flirt

Ruby got his motherfucking heart torn, cut up into thirds

Ruby got a broken oath, he once swore, take him back to church

Ruby bloody fist up her skirt