(LYRICS)
Big bone, old dog, bitch I'll smack yo lips off, dick soft, jokes off, bitch I'm worth a couple milli, muthafucka kelvin sanson please don't ever mention my name, I'll show you what's gangsta, why you fucking silly.

This scruffy muthafucka gotta lemme know if you gotta make a show, you finna be da plot hole, 

Cut yo shit, you little bitch, you couldn't reach my hip, short as shit, so Ill curb your fuckin chin you little gimp, muthafucka why you thinking yous a pimp? Honest shit, you weakest link, I'm in your dreams, now you piss your bed, ay,

I've got a hoe, she cool tho, your hoe ain't worth a milli hoes, fuck this flow, fuck you bro

Scruffy coming with the heat, come at me you little bitch, waiting for the diss you talk about, it ain't happening, ay

Sorry g, this my eulogy, rest easy with the piss coming outta me, I gotta seep, bladder weak, prolly from the drugs in me, fix your teeth, here's some listerine, rinse n spit, so I can dust em clean,

Muthafucka why you thinking you can rap some, if anything I'd diss you clean, tuck you into bed son, Ive got that feeling you love my music, if you want I'd smash your head to it, got plenty time, unlike you, you fucking loser. Ay,

Ay let's hit the first verse again

Big bone, old dog, bitch I'll smack yo lips off, dick soft, jokes off, bitch I'm worth a couple milli, muthafucka kelvin sanson please don't ever mention my name, I'll show you what's gangsta, why you fucking silly, take a hit from the billy, or take a hit to the kidney, take a trip to Sydney, 'cause Imma run these cities, 

I'm on the block, just dissing cocks, you ya flop,

head a mop, ain't worth a chop, I Milly rock on every cop, 

Ay little man!, Stan, what's the plan, fan? Gonna write this diss? I don't think you can,

Muthafucka I'm the man, you can say I ain't, takes one pussy to tell a man, you just the fucking bait.

Fuck what you say, my words will make you levitate, my words are beyond a curse, but I still fucking ate, I'm a fucking ape, I'm coming with a fucking tank, I see your ship, a peice of shit, the bottom is where you sank 

Ay 
woah bro, sorry tho, you can't top this rap hoe, scruffy muthafucka im as cold as fucking snow,

Whatchu write about? Watchu think you fucking know? Don't make me rap another cause I'll just pick at your fucking bones hoe.

BOILING POINT

($FROMPURGATORY)
Uzi rollin up a couple blunts, hoe,
No it don't matter, muthafucka,
Why you thinkin this is all just a stunt?, blow,
Thats the sound of my body turning ghost, 
muthafucka haven't reached his goal, no,
And I know I fucking won't, 
bitch my brain is buffering 'cause da fuckin smoke, choke
Bitch I'm chopping,
Bitch I'm looking forward at the roll, hoe
Lookin like I own a fucking AK,
Wearing jandals and a fucking robe, blow
Bitch I'm boutta blow up when it's grey day,
Muthafucka wanna take it slow, 
Hoe not me tho, 
$cruffy itching for the Globe,
Muthafucka he is seeing ghost,
Is it weird that he alone?
I guess you'll never fucking know hoe

(MXTHAFXCKINANTICHRIST)
1 knife for the preacher,
2 crimes from the fucking poor,
3s up for my leaders,
Bitch it's $uicide I adore,

Snorted out, 
put holes in my nose bro,
Me and my woes,
We chewing our face off,
But never lack dose,
Of dope and some doubros,
Some coke and some nosecones,
I Can't fucking hear you bitchin 'cause I'm so gone.

See I'm comfy rapping, hoe

It's about time.

Muthafucka been creeping in the gutter, 
no ski mask for a cover, 
But your body that I claim mine,

Bitch $cruff is fucking hungry, hoe
I bite the lead from my calico,
Blasting like a picture tho, 
Motherfuck a hoe,
I ain't fuckin less you pay me tho, 
steal your wallet when I go
Sneaking out yo door, 
Now I'm fucking gone

BLACK $UICIDE

2025

Hatred (Prod.Sphynx)

48617 (Prod.Antonie)

(Producer : Y.G Beats on YouTube)
(Lyrics & rapping : $cruffy on Insta)

LYRICS:
Made no change,
I’m rapping with fuck all that I gotta say,
Been rapping 4 years and the shit I say is out the gate,
Wasting no time,
I’m on the grind tryna relight my shine,
My only problem is the fuckers tryna change my lines
No money in the bank but you can’t tell that I’m broke,
Been rapping this shit,
So cranked
You need to study this ho,
I’m on the bench this time I’m watching as you all fucking go,
Fucking the same people,
I hope you caught something on the low
It’s fucked up really.
Been nearly caught up in some shit,
I got the dope don’t open up to it I hope this don’t go over heads,
why don’t you listen to your fucking friends,
“Don’t go out with that boy scruffy ‘cause your likely to lose your fucking head”
...
I’d give fuck but I don’t,
That’s how my story is told,
If I were you I’d stop listening to this fucking song 
…
Do you see how able I am to speak my mind,
None of you pussies could do it so you judge  me like a crime,
I’m running with knives,
Not waisting no time,
But yeah i feel a lil slow,
Im gonna be fine but never deny I’m gonna 
catch you hoe.
I’m creeping lil steeper but I’m at the creek,
Hungry I’m looking for something to eat,
No goats on this road because you’re all alone so I think I’ll mistake you for sheep,
“Muthafucka just a sucker” I gotta admit that my life ain’t quite like what it seems,
gotta couple dogs with me 
they’d have you steady
Got the blade ready and I sink it deep,

ITSF#CKEDUPREALLY (PROD Y.G)

PREACH 07.25.2025 s/o my killa @solonight

YVNKILLX & SOLONIGHT- WIGSPLIT (og version)

текст:

[Припев]
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul
Junkies call me on my phone
Flexin’, killin’, slaggin’ dope
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul

[Куплет I]
Продал душу, грома раскат
Че ты скажешь мне, уебок, стоя с Deagle’ом у виска?
Хоть моя участь - лишь боль и мрак
Я зароллю себе джоинт прямо по дороге в ад
Лучше беги ебанат, я на месте закатаю 
Быстро таю под лучами ДНаТа, знаешь
Хоть я высоко летаю, знаю, как же больно падать
Вместо рая выбираю самому стать, будто Дьявол
Обрету свободу после смерти
YVN the set, и ты прекрасно знаешь
Даже если факбой хочет чистой мести
Я расправлюсь со всем его генгом за ночь
Кину занны, чтобы заполнить дыру в душе
Все, о чем мечтали вы, я давно взял уже
Депрессивен, но летален, как же мы опасно валим
Душу не греет и налик, Килла валит, пулл ап в рарри, факты, my killah

[Припев]
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul
Junkies call me on my phone
Flexin’, killin’, slaggin’ dope
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul

[Куплет II]
Praise the Killah, bitch, я pull up на квартал
Хочешь попиздеть? Попробуй, уебан 
Я ненавижу русский рэп, я каждого ебал 
Все джанки мира хотят work, что я на блок пуллапал 
Ты боишься статьи, ну а меня боится Дьявол
И да, я флекшу расчлененкой, а вам нечем флексить
YVNKILLX - не оксимирон, вопрос вообще не детский
Мы даже после наших смертей останемся в прайме
Пусть лучше я сгорю в аду, чем окажусь на хайпе

[Припев]
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul
Junkies call me on my phone
Flexin’, killin’, slaggin dope
Gualla, pull up, sold my soul

pull up (prod. Chri$ Chubb)

@xannyphantom
@lil_peep
share dis shit with ur aunt and baby cousins and shit we want tha whole world 2 hear it fr, tell ur employer and co-workers to download this tape