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