[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
Pay for the task
Know what to do
Blood streaming down your neck
Think about what's next
OH, the fucking Freddie Dredd's
Standing in your room
With a Glock .45
Pointing right at your eyes
Fuck this bitch on the low
Fuck this shit imma go
Unload the ammo
I don't need no camo
I'm creeping then leaving
'cuz you got to go

[Verse 2: Freddie Dredd]
Looked in the back
Drunk, riding real slow
Was your bitch on the side
Getting top witcha yo Glock
5 points
From the next dream?
Bitch was gone
DOOMSET killas kills, real phonk trillas
Devil shit what I bump, fill me with madness
Cut your body put it in the motherfuckin' trash can
Plastic shit, rope round the bitch with a knife
To your throat now you can't say "wait"