Murder on my Mind

These bitches weak

These bitches wild

If only you knew who the fuck I am

You would understand

I have nothing left to lose

So do you really want my man?

I promise I’m that Sam I am

I’ll give 3 shots

Two in the eggs and one in the ham

You think I have marbles

Let’s see if I lost them again

I been places worst than you

Can begin to understand

If I pull up on you in traffic

I pull the nine out my waist

Shoot your ass five, six times

In the face

You gonna have a closed casket

Bitch!

And I’ll gladly take that case

I got two bullets marked

For the kids you swear you raise

I bet you think I wouldn’t

But fuck it

I’m bound for hell anyways

What’s a lil more sin

I’ll make the devil pace

Thinking I might just take his place

You want blood?

I’ll kill your entire race

Last thing you will see is this smile on

My face

Murder on my mind

Bitch

I’m begging you

I want a mother fucking taste!