Kick Rocks (feat. Lil Darkie)

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 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh M-M-Money fallin' 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 talkin' 'bout? I'm slicker than some grease Slide it- slide it on 'em with the choppa G-G-Glide 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 A-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- 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