Where should I download this bit, bro?💸

This song deadass turns me into such a slut.

Not my music just threw my 💖Favorite🕷️ Artists music together in a wack way hope u enjoy😋 

🕷️🪰🦟Witchouse 40k🕸️🦇🪳

im back for now after soundcloud took my shit down ;-; #rare #archive

WITCHHOUSE40K - BLOOD AND HONEY(prod. HVTRED)

I do not own this track nor do I claim any rights.

Witchouse 40k - For the Love of Genshin

new timbs all on my feet, imma step on a nigga if he actin too sweet

STEPPIN ON YO NECK

Closer - Phrase(CAN) Remix

Prod. Mars Mission
Hosted by DarkTones Records
HHM x RVR3 in this bitch

BONEGRIP (feat. 83HADES) prod. Mars Mission

I AM THE ORACLE [prod. 5:10]

Witchouse 40k - Crying Webs [prod. $ithLord]

Shouts to 7XVN and Tumaggz for making this with me yall are big family
Pipe up 747

BARAKA [prod. 7XVN + TuMaggz]

Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

MUSIC VIDEO

CAUSTIC SODA  ft. Na$tii & Witchouse40k  [prod. Na$tii]

Snowpiercer [prod. S1NINJA]

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

BAD STRAINS 003
Prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
Pullup in a ghost, and I leave em as a carcass
Try and take my soul, imma let the poison dart hit
Come up from the cold, I like bitches that are toxic
I got lots of gold, lotsa water I got Shark Drip/
He get shot up,
ain’t no camera this shotgun
Gang on me, I pullup and i leave em playin possum
Mi Casa, do you wanna step into mi bossa 
I hit em wita scar, the opposition fulla goners/
Polygraph all on your fuckin body, make your body ache
Lookin like a doctor wit these tools, I make his body shake
Only time I come up out my room is when I got the kay 
I Smoke em by the pound I fuckin grew you bought another eighth/
Sippin on the the syrup, this a waffle cake
Now I’m feelin gone, ain’t nobody gonna bother me
No we cannot talk, I let the choppa do the conversating
Pullup on yo block, and Imma make his fukin body break/
I don’t ever talk but still I’m movin like I say too much
Ollie down your block, I rip yo pocket, then I’m skatin off
Fuckin on yo bish, she on my dick and then I break her off
Fitty in da clip, if 12 be knockin, I don’t pay em off/
Walk-in down yo block, wita semi in my right hand
Pullup to the party, no Bacardi, only fightin 
Meet me in the lot, I eat yo face up like a titan
Shawty wanna fuck because she like the way I’m shinin/
All these artists hate in me think I give a fuck
..I got money I got butch now I’m really blowin up
..Aye wussup
You bitch, ain’t no rappers pullin up
.. I Just bought yo girl a Patek now yo bitch she roll my blunts aye/
Aye wussup aye
Aye wussup aye
When I see you at my shows I let my nuts hang
Knuckle up aye
Knuckle up aye
Every time I play I show we leaving cuts aye/

SARS! (Prod. Klimonglue)

EGODEAT (prod. KLIMONGLUE)
747 HHM NEPHILIM TRASH
ACAB KILL 2020 
Official music video: 
lyrics:
50 drum, glozzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix.
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna converse
never switching lanes cu all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul ut gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who got get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

BLOODBENDER track 04
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RATS! [prod. NetuH]

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED- K HOLE

i promise that it's somethin wrong in my brain.

Goodnight

H A U N T E D ⌖
Silent Hill, born and raised
747 
H H

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

Witchouse 40k

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