[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
Aiming at the general you motherf**ers wanna know
How I get so evil
I just pray to satan then I go
All you see is black he is screaming from the back
Trunk phonk in my mind with the bodies on the fire
I'm just creeping in the f**ing dark
Never have I gone too far
Think of all those times iv'e told your b**hes
All those f**ing snitches
Never f**ing test me hoe
Slit your throat I hear you choke
Slip on blood oh it's a mess
Looking like a treasure chest
Freddie Dredd is creeping through the motherf**ing day
With the blade in his hand
I hope you will understand
That he is controlled by evil
By the devil himself
But he knows, where to go when the weathers getting cold
[Hook x8]
You better watch ya f**ing tone boy
Watch ya f**ing tone