Waste

Yeah man
 Freddie
 Shit
 I'm in the motherfucking tropic, bitch
 Doomshop, bitch
 Yeah, okay
 Met this hoe, said she overdosed about a month ago
 I don't know, think about her body, lay it on the floor
 What a waste
 Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
 On the next one, Freddie gonna let the bitch run
 Fuckin' with this suicide, theses bitches know where I reside
 Dredd is what they worship, all the killing is immersive
 I don't need business from you bitches, I just do it on my own
 You gon' cross the wrong path
 And Freddie gonna let you know that all you players tryna play
 I'ma wash your life away, don't you think today's the day
 That the Freddie walk away
 Pussy want it, he really, really want it
 We'll shoot him in his face, so he won't wake up in the morning
 Wa-wa-wake up in the morning
 Met this hoe, said she overdosed about a month ago
 I don't know, think about her body, lay it on the floor
 What a waste
 Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
 On the next one, Freddie gonna let the bitch run
 Met this hoe, said she overdosed about a month ago
 I don't know, think about her body, lay it on the floor
 What a waste
 Freddie could've killed that bitch without a trace
 On the next one, Freddie gonna let the bitch run