[Intro]

You look better with no hands

Cleaver get to choppin’, I got blood stains on my pants

She said she wanna top me, and now she licking with her head

I’ma unload the choppa from the side of my Benz

And I thought you was hard, boy, why you gon’ dance?

I don't really talk, boy, I just throw hands

Finna chop off his fingers and put it ‘round my chain

And I’m off so many drugs, I’m ’boutta dissociate

I’ma reject, I put your body in a lake

Got a smile on my face while I take away your pain

[Verse]

Yeah ho, I like to strangle

If he wanna talk, then his body gettin’ mangled

I’m in love with knives, bro, I’m mentally unstable

Sew your mouth shut, then I finish it with staples

Leave his body in a bathtub

Ho, I’m always off drugs

I just wanna die young

Bodies gettin’ tied up

I keep me a hatchet, I don’t think you wanna try us

Post her on Bestgore, now she goin’ viral

[Pre-Chorus]

I don’t think my head’s on straight

Life’s gettin’ worse, I might blow out my brain

My best friend is this razorblade

I feel like Nevada, I rip you away

[Bridge]

(We aren’t the same, don’t talk to me)

I only feel okay when I be ripping out your arteries

(I can’t complain as long as you bleed)

I’ma pick that poser up and put his body in my property

[Chorus]

You’re gonna lay in my mud (Yeah)

Buried away from the sun (Yeah)

I don’t think you want to die (Yeah)

This is the end of the line (Yeah)

You’re gonna lay in my mud (Yeah)

Buried away from the sun (Yeah)

I don’t think you want to die (Yeah)

This is the end of the line (Yeah)

[Outro]

You’re gonna lay in my mud (Yeah)

Buried away from the sun (Yeah)

I don’t think you want to die (Yeah)

This is the end of the line (Yeah)

You’re gonna lay in my mud (Yeah)

Buried away from the sun (Yeah)

I don’t think you want to die (Yeah)

This is the end of the line (Yeah)