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conversations.value: Write me a song called Freddy Krueger Remix with the following description: “Freddy Krueger Remix” is the remixed version of “Freddy Krueger”. The original version also has a feature from Detroit native rapper Tee Grizzley, however, the remix also features Atlanta native rapper Future.
  The song mainly stays the same as the original, with Melly and Grizzley talking about gang violence and guns. Despite no new verses from Melly or Grizzley were added, Future raps about guns, drugs and serious crimes in his verse. He also mixes into the intro with a couple lines between him, Melly and Grizzley. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: YNW Melly, 
  Tee Grizzley
   & 
  Future
  ]
  Coolin' in the cut with my shooters
   (Yeah I been holdin' my shotgun)
  Young nigga playin' with a Ruger
  Pullin' up with a new Barracuda
  Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (
  Bah
  )
  I just fucked your bitch in a room
  Lied to that bitch on the bible
  My loyalty only to the riders
  In the streets, I'm survivin'
  [Chorus: YNW Melly & 
  Tee Grizzley
  ]
  Boolin' in the cut with my shooters (
  Bah-bah-bah
  )
  Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (
  Brrt
  )
  And I got a clique full of shooters (
  Brrt
  )
  And I'm in yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger
   (
  Bah
  )
  Fuckin' with my niggas, bet they do ya
  Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
  Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
  And I'm in yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
  Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya
  Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas'll do ya
  Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
  She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
  She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah
  [Verse 1: Future]
  I been boolin' in the cut with my shootas, oh, yeah
  On codeine, I'm rollin', fuck them niggas don't say condolence
  Lil' one ridicule our moms, nigga done died inside his home
  Fentanyl inside his lungs got green tips inside the drum
  Seein' junkies shootin' up a needle in the cut when I was young
  Had a tool on me no harm, I just knew to get me a drum
  Popped one, can't move my arms
  Ran my bands up, copped a foreign
  I got the bando jumpin' like Jordan
  I do random bitches for fun
  I'm smoking loud these days by the farm
  I'm outlandish swimming with the sharks
  Solitaires gon' light up in the dark
  I keep the ether on me like Nas
  Gettin' nine figures, they tryna compare me to Jigga, nigga (Huh)
  I got a silencer, solve all the problems
  Move like a killer (Woo) [Chorus: YNW Melly]
  Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
  Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
  And I'm in yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
  Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya
  Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas'll do ya
  Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
  She screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
  She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah
  [Interlude: YNW Melly]
  Ayy, hold the fuck up, man
  Ayy, hold up, man, stop the beat real quick, hold up
  [Verse 2: YNW Melly]
  Free my nigga D, he caught a body (Slatt, slatt, he caught a body)
  Bitch, I'm booted in the cut like I'm Scotty
  Free my nigga, free my nigga, yeah, he due (He due)
  And I got a mystery like ooh (Like ooh)
  In a van, with a stick, with my dog, Scooby-Doo
   (Ooh)
  And that bitch gon' slurp that dick just like a 'Flurry (A 'Flurry)
  And my diamonds VVS, they ain't blurry (Water)
  Heard you signed a deal with the white man
  And they sayin' that you're Illuminati (No)
  Boy, don't listen to them fucking critics
  They gon' make me and Grizzley catch a body
  I just be rolling, I be sober (Sober)
  My mama's house got put inside foreblosure (Blatt)
  I'm a blood so you know that means foreclosure (SuWoo)
  Don't fuck with us, them Detroit niggas slump you over (They'll slump you over)
  That pussy mushy, gushy, nasty like some yogurt (Ee yuck)
  I up the Glock and leave your ass lookin' like you did yoga (Oh)
  I don't want no pressure, hell no, my slime gon' slump you over (Slatt, yeah, slump you over)
  Where we at, we eatin' lovely (Lovely)
  Fuck your bitch from the back and hit my Dougie (Yeah, yeah)
  I am not your boyfriend, bitch, you just my buddy (Just my buddy, bitch)
  And a nigga no Blac Youngsta but I'm tryna Kid Kid Cudi (Cudi) [Chorus: YNW Melly]
  Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (Cut with my shooters)
  Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (Right out my Ruger)
  And I'm in yo' dreams, Freddy Krueger (Slimes on your Ave)
  Don't fuck with me, my young niggas'll do ya
  Blood they gon' do ya, my young niggas'll do ya
  Do ya, do ya, do ya, my young niggas'll do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
  She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah (She screaming)
  She on her knees and she screaming hallelujah
  [Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
  Posted in the alley with that Draco (Brrat)
  We comfortable in places niggas can't go
   (Pull up)
  Touch my nigga, Melly, let that thang go (Bow, bow)
  These rap niggas pussy, where your chain go?
  The spots in Detroit, I supply them (Dope)
  I'm talking loud we going by him (Come here)
  Can't cook but I'm gonna fry him (Bitch)
  My advice, don't stand by him (Don't)
  Fifty round chopper clip big on the K
  Niggas talk crazy on the 'Gram every day
  See the stick with me like I got a kid on the way
  Fuck that, see if he can talk shit from the grave
  Don't come over here tryna flex (Don't do it)
  You gon' get all that shit took (Gimme that!)
  Used to get sauce from the west (Dope)
  Shoot it to the east, get it cooked (Hard)
  Monday through Friday I'm booked (Facts)
  Ninety on the skelly, how it look? (Bling)
  Still pull a kick door quick
  Drop everybody in the house, John Wick (Bow)