[Intro: MC Money & Frayser Click]
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
[Chorus: MC Money & Frayser Click]
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
{Verse 1: SLITFACE✰]
Waking up feeling like shit
But hey, fuck it baby, I’m rich
Hella slits up on Slit's wrist
But it get him straight to your bitch
Keepin a switch, keeping a blade
'Case a fuck boy want his face slit
I got playas from the north
Who can rob you and take your shit (Aye)
Only one thing is roaming through my head
As I’m practicing necromancy on the dead
I am speaking to you, all I speak is now true
Because I was revived back in 2002
I еvolve from a cell as my body expеls
From the fiery pit that you mortals call hell
Now I live on the sun, I come down just for fun
Yeah my body and soul are now finally one
Withering souls following me everywhere that I go
Everything’s black, yeah, including my soul
Summoning spirits inside of my hole
Where do I start?
Where do I go?
I am alone, I am so cold
Slowly receiving the souls that I capture
Baby I’m Xaru and this is the rapture
Lonesome existence inside of my fuckin' grave
I got blood flowing down from my eyes and down on my face
I was risen to this world but now I'm just a mistake
Now I’ve descended from heaven ho, this was all for your sake
Aye
[Chorus: MC Money & Frayser Click]
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
[Verse 2: FrostyOfficial]
Bitch I'm causin' blood stains in the mothafuckin' morgue
Got your boy in the back, fuckin' glitching like a cyborg
Paint my nails red from the blood off your brain
Bitch I'll crack you like the can I use to smoke to keep me sane
Put that nozzle in my temple and lets hope you'll fuckin' hit me
'Cause if I just catch you lackin' I might end your life, just trust me (aye)
Look into my eyes as my pupils start to reflect
You're a lifeless rotting body pleading for my damn respect
Satanic fuckin' rituals be fuckin' up our minds
Let the lord just take our souls and revive us and rot your kind
Thank you for the horror story, but I'd let the devil do it 'cause
People don't care what the fuck you think they'd rather let the uzi spit
Keepin' it cold when a mothafucka' go and try and shoot the place
But whether he fold, or whenever he hold that gun he pale on his face
So I smack around, and I grab the piece, and I point it at his skull
He detested death, so I depress the tip, and as he fall I fucking pull
Bang
[Chorus: MC Money & Frayser Click]
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about
Kickin' in doors for kilos, not no motherfuckin' petty crumbs
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpin's all about