[Chorus]

Knock- Knock- knock at the door

Didn't come here to talk, baby

Came for your soul, and your heart in that row

You lovin' the pain and you know that it shows (Ha, ha)

Immolation, watch me burn in the fire

Rings around me, all black attire

Sex sells, you ugly ass bitch

So where is your buyer? (Get that shit out your bio)

Bloody my knuckles on bricks now

My back get bloodied fuckin' your bitch

Sick in head, still finna' be rich

You can't hang with them dirty ass kicks

[Verse 1]

My teeth tell the truth but they also a weapon

Don't fuck with you bro, so do not come 'n check

Small body, but body, you pussy ass bitches just might steal my flow back and get to the riches

Rewind to last year, wanted to die

Lot of shitty friends I threw to the side

It's hard to talk, 'bout what's inside

It's hard to tell who needs to cry

Burn down this fucking town

It's an omen when I come around

'Cause this life give 'n take baby, it's up, and down

I don't wanna come down

I fell in love with this hurt, so I carry it

Found out my weaknesses, went 'n then buried it (Ha)

Wait, I cherried it (Ha)

Actually, I think this shit calls for a toast

I got the demons and angels in tow

You know we comin- you seein' the crows

Son of Samhain got this knife on they throat

[Chorus]

Knock- Knock- knock at the door

Didn't come here to talk, baby

Came for your soul, and your heart in that row

You lovin' the pain and you know that it shows (Ha, ha)

Immolation, watch me burn in the fire

Rings around me, all black attire

Sex sells, you ugly ass bitch

So where is your buyer? (Get that shit out your bio)

Bloody my knuckles on bricks now

My back get bloodied fuckin' your bitch

Sick in head, still finna' be rich

You can't hang with them dirty ass kicks

Knock- Knock- knock at the door

Didn't come here to talk, baby

Came for your soul, and your heart in that row

You lovin' the pain and you know that it shows (Ha, ha)

Immolation, watch me burn in the fire

Rings around me, all black attire

Sex sells, you ugly ass bitch

So where is your buyer? (Get that shit out your bio)

Bloody my knuckles on bricks now

My back get bloodied fuckin' your bitch

Sick in head, still finna' be rich

You can't hang with them dirty ass kicks

[Outro]

(My teeth tell the truth but they also a weapon

Don't fuck with you bro, so do not come 'n check

Small body, but body, you pussy ass bitches just might steal my flow back and get to the riches

Rewind to last year, wanted to die

Lot of shitty friends I threw to the side

It's hard to talk, 'bout what's inside

It's hard to tell who needs to cry)