Freddie Dredd Do Not
Do not ever think of me
Rolling heavy with the pistol to your f..ckin' chest, bitch
Everything I touch, it turns to motherfucking [?], bitch
Inside of my head is almost dead from all these evil thoughts
Cock the motherfucking Glock
Do not try to hide because I know what is inside
Darker than the darkest place, I'll leave you in a murder case
[?], ain't no doubt
I will leave you with no clout
F..ckin' all these bitches in the hood
Do not ever think of me
Do not ever think of me in that f..ckin' way
What else can I say? I'm about to end your day