text: Hold my breath
  Wrap my arms around you
  Now that Ive found you
  Were goin to hell
  I dont give no fucks bout where youre from
  Lets have some fun tonight
  Bitch, Ima kill you 
  Bitch, Ima make you scream in pain
  OJ, I feel you 
  Ima bout to kill my bitch today
  Chain hangin from my jeans
  But you know that its me
  Blood drippin on my feet
  But I follow my dream
  Hair bleached
  Gold teeth
  Yeah, you aint on my team
  Nose bleeds
  White sheets
  Schemaboys on the scene
  When the smoke clears
  All you see is me
  In my tee
  Yo bitch sees it too
  So she looks to us
  Like we cool
  I invite her to my cushion
  She think we gonna cuddle up
  But, Ima muzzle her
  And sacrifice her
  To the underworld
  Gotta little place I keep
  All of them chicks I meet
  Fuck for the night, we sleep
  Then she wake up in the trunk of the red Marquis
  Tell me she wanted to bang
  Talkin a hell of a game
  All of these chicks
  That all talk that shit
  Til they see blood on my blade