GTG

Come on, baby, let's go get another fucking stain

Beat them, whip them with the chain

Feeling good up in the rain

Thera-therapy, I be killin' bitches 'til the end of me

Choking on your words, tell you when it's gonna hurt

I'ma break your heart, Freddie gonna make you fucking split a-

(What the fuck was that, Fred?)

(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, bitch)

Consequences heavy, are your bitches ready?

Step into my Chevy, aiming very steady

Calm down, you ain't scared now

You accept your fate, you can't relate, you bow down

Stop that bitching shit, you never know who got the kick

Aiming at your head dead

Gonna put your ass to bed, night-night, bitch

Use a light, bitch, Freddie right, bitch

Murk a fucking snitch, rest in peace mane

Take a load off, cold in yo' damn grave

I think I got a cough, shit I'm sick, I got it from your blood

These bitches always try to fuck with me, I'm in the mud

Let's try to sort that out, I promise you I will go easy

Your carcass fucking freezin', trickin' you, it was so easy

I don't want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go

Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin' mo'

Little suckers always comin' up to me

What you tryin' to say? You little bitch, I'll end your day

I don't want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go

Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin' mo'

Little suckers always comin' up to me

What you tryin' to say? You little bitch, I'll end your day