Kick Rocks

(album: Freddie's Inferno - 2022)

[Freddie Dredd:]
With my with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame

Kicking Kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like Lego blocks
This image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
All these groupie bitches, tell them go and kick rocks
The Freddie is exclusive to my bitch, and you are not
Plenty Plenty other people wanna be like me
But they don't got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
Bitches call me daddy, but I'm gonna kill their daddy
Smoke a fatty, I have had it
Where's my gun and where is Bradley?

With my with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus the chorus said it, I just want your DNA (DN-)
Killing killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame

[Lil Darkie:]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

M-M-Money falling out my pockets while I run from the police
I-I don't give a fuck, I cock it back, he done, there ain't no peace
The chorus the chorus hits like it's the hammer on the piece
M-M-Motherfucker what you talking 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease
Slide it slide it on 'em with the choppa
S-S-Slide it on 'em like a slip n' slide
W-W-Water, w-w-water on my neck, my Spanish hoe say that she aqua
C-C-Cocaína, that shit run through Nicaragua
A-And yeah I keep that pistol on me, that's my nigga stopper
And fuck the way you think, I should be talking p-p-proper
P-Put that AK-47, talking back like you his papa
P-P-Popping at the opposition, with lead and copper
C-C-C-Cock it back and let it bang
What what you hid in the music, hyper-violence in the pain
The chorus the chorus, don't tell you what you can with nothing
More bitches for the killing nigga
With my-, With my-, With my-, With my

[Freddie Dredd:]
With my with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame (Ain't for-)
With my with my Glock, I cock it back and let it bang
Freddie the Freddie Dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
The chorus the chorus said it, I just want your DNA
Killing killing bitches is so fun, it ain't for fame