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'll be killin′ bitches 'til the end of meChoking 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 clip
Aiming at your head dead, gonna put your ass to bed
Night, night, bitch, you′s a light, bitch
Freddie bright, bitch, murk a fucking snitch

Rest in peace, mane, take a load off
Cold in your 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′ more
Little suckers always comin′ up to me
What you tryna 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' more
Little suckers always comin′ up to me
What you tryna say, you little bitch? I'll end your day