YEHAHYyayaua

i wanna kms 
post that shit online
i need a switchblade 
not a fucking hotline
this is the end 
i think that this is my time
put me in the ground 
keep me out the sunshine
suicide online 
unplug the cord
i live on a phone screen 
i’ll text you when i’m bored
see me on the internet
cant catch me irl 
see me on the internet 
with blood on my knife
suicide online
i don’t need a hotline 
baby this is my time 
disconnect from wifi
text i got LTE
i don’t need AT&T
see me on your tv
rip to live leak

online suicide (prod. mastercard2k + dullxx)

ZBITO18 x OSC - HELLO KITTY TRAGEDY *PROD NEIO* [OSC MIX]

KANEDA7 - BMW

chorus:
she hates when i do drugs don't feel alive without them
don't stress abt the money i just swiped the atm
i'm sorry i wasn't there for you and your problems
baggy full of downers you know that i'm on them

bad things keep happening to me (and i can't make it stop) [prod irl]

lyrics <333

verse 1 [$hop]

i think i’m finally feeling better
kenzo on my sweater
hop up out my coffin like a zombie
change the weather
i’m so icy that i think i broke my wrist
she thinks that she likes me
she’s just all in love with this
cross my heart & blow a kiss
come with me, i’ll make u rich
dancing til we fade away imma grant her every wish
think i need a witch
throw me in a. ditch 
tie me up and murder me
just don’t stop itil i’m 
sick
sick
sick
sick
sick
like i’m fuckin homicial
imma vampire
ur a basic bitch
ur also in denial
will u bury me in glitter wanna kiss me when i’m high
are you not afraid to die??

i just wanted to die on a friday night
feel me up in the club i wanna feel you bite
throwin up all my lunch, i swear i’m not alright
i’m so sexy front of the crowd, i’m am so fuckin high

i jus wanted to die on a friday night
feel me up in the club, i wanna seeyou bite
throwin up all my lunch, i’m swear i’m not alright
i’m so sexy front of the crowd
livestream my suicide

verse 2 [ XAN] 

Butterfly Suicide Doors on my ride
There's a knife in the back
Ya you better fight 
I aint playing around dawg
Ya you gonna die
There's cuts all over my body
But I don't cry

And we coming out with our mask
Ya u heard that right
Play record. Point to kill
I just fucking shot his brains in 
And if you really with us u better not snitch
If you really with us u better not snitch

LIVESTREAM ft. XAXANITY [MONEYKIDD]

@asht0nn

i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song i fucking hate this song

suck my dick for tix

suck my dick for tix w/ wujek & asht0nn

instagram.com/der
instagram.com/kets4eki
https://www.instagram.com/djwujeklol/

Lyrics:

[Chorus: kets4eki]
Smoke a lot, I'm always lit
Countin' money, makin' bricks
Pop a molly, take a rip
Hate to hear, when you talk shit
In the club, high as hell
Love my income, I'm so fresh
Spendin' moolah, makin' bread
Tell your bitch, I ain't her dad
Smoke a lot, I'm always lit
Countin' money, makin' bricks
Pop a molly, take a rip
Hate to hear, when you talk shit
In the club, high as hell
Love my income, I'm so fresh
Spendin' moolah, makin' bread
Tell your bitch, I ain't her dad

[Verse 1: d3r]
Hey, my name is d3r
Here take this, it's xanny bars
Yeah, my shit is pure as fuck
There's no fent, fuck them cuts
Bitches stay on my tip
You want my molly, fuck you bitch
I'll snort that shit right now
I'm drippin' until I drown
I'm in the club, high as fuck
Told this bitch, "Get away from me, I ain't down to fuck"
All these bitches they in love
I know d3r is hot as fuck
I'm snorting coke, and poppin' xans
I'm blacked out on the dance floor, yeah

[Chorus: kets4eki]
Smoke a lot, I'm always lit
Countin' money, makin' bricks
Pop a molly, take a rip
Hate to hear, when you talk shit
In the club, high as hell
Love my income, I'm so fresh
Spendin' moolah, makin' bread
Tell your bitch, I ain't her dad
Smoke a lot, I'm always lit
Countin' money, makin' bricks
Pop a molly, take a rip
Hate to hear, when you talk shit
In the club, high as hell
Love my income, I'm so fresh
Spendin' moolah, makin' bread
Tell your bitch, I ain't her dad

[Verse 2: d3r]
Hey, my name is d3r
Here take this, it's xanny bars
Yeah, my shit is pure as fuck
There's no fent, fuck them cuts
Bitches stay on my tip
You want my molly, fuck you bitch
I'll snort that shit right now
I'm drippin' until I drown
I'm in the club, high as fuck
Told this bitch, "Get away from me, I ain't down to fuck"
All these bitches they in love
I know d3r is hot as fuck
I'm snorting coke, and poppin' xans
I'm blacked out on the dance floor, yeah

high as fuck +kets4eki (wujek)

ANGELMANE-xXXxEMOWHOREZxXXx

@pixelhood
@6arelyhuman
@xxsyris
@skypebf

just tell me

skypebf x 6arelyhuman x syris - just tell me (pixelhood)

niche internet micro celeb lifestyle ik yall wna b me so bad
beat produced by the god himself, artixan
-
[chorus]
money sex drugs, spend ts on everything
fuckin hella broads took all they virginites
winston blues on me ts straight from italy
model status in milan i got paparazi

[verse 1]
i got 5 hoes make em fuckin dance on me
see the skylights rich asf i park the bentley
moncler sweater, gosha, louis, but i chose the fendi
lil scene sluts luv me cus she luv the money
i got money druggies luv to fuck me’
luv the 10’s only wastin money on bacardi
im a popstar paparazi flock around me
hello kitty bag full of all the fuckin molly

[verse 2]
yeaaaa bby wna fuck me
count the bread, hunnids i dont rep green
rolex face is blue jus like all my money
gold diggin sluts tryna front round me
yeaaaa n she kinda funny
actin two face when she saw my streams
n she fan girling all over my team
but they steady they not ready for this green

money sex drugs @omgartixan

Produced by me
Mastered by @neioxo
-
Flashlight dark room 

Snuff coming 2 ur browser soon

Cameras on me 

Talking about the bodies in the interview 

Sun going down 

Creatures rising from the crypts 

Cute girl under my bed

Blood dripping from her lips



Knife going down your stomach 

Pressures boutta tear 



I know you hate this life

I can make you disappear 



Get pretty for the photograph 

If only you knew 



That your cute face is gonna be immortalized on the news 



search parties gonna be so disappointed 



When they find you in two different places 



I wanna be with you in the place that comes after 



There’s demons in my room please don’t tell the pastor 



I don’t know why



Our body parts must share the same art



fly in the sky



Watching over the forest where we lay to rot 



-



I found your picture hanging on the back of my door 

Don’t come to my house 

No one lives there anymore 

And we lovers 

Until the saddening end 

All the time we’d spend

All the blood we’d bled

LAY AND ROT

produced by me
mastered by @43u
cover by @scumpai on ig

-
You hear their screams 

Muffled by the laws that bind us

It’s not a dream

watching from the trees around us

The razor gleams 

As you drag it down your arm 

At least you’ll be safe 

By the Algiz on your charm 

-

camera focusing on your last living breath 

An outward motion moving your ribs and breast

Returning to the soil is something that you’ve chose 

Snowdrops bloomed from calcium within your bones 

-

An aching sense to fulfill atonement 

But how much of my blood must I give 

A red wrapped box with bow like a present 

And a force compels you to look it 

-

Crying  

and rotting 

I’m sorry 

Red stockings  

-

She’s sobbing 

red string

Unsowed 

a beautiful contrast on the snow

-

Crying 

and rotting 

I’m sorry 

Red stockings  

-

She’s sobbing 

red string

Unsowed 

The sight you behold will never be known

THE MIST THAT BINDS US

hospital - Morbid +Kaneda7

produced by me
-
She moped just like a dog
For that blood fixated beau
Skin from ash to peachy
from his lusty little prose 
Hey
Hello
Did you see how much it snowed?
On the wall 
Her hide 
It’s like our life’s a TV show
-
Skin and face too fair
Yet a thousand casted stones 
A yell preceding shatter 
Of fragile little bones 
Hey 
I’m scared
it just stands there and stares
Just stay
It’s bare
Just run your fingers through my hair again 
-
One thousand owls
Just watch how they scowl
Will they take off their feathers 
And make you a crown 
They’ve grown rabid from lust 
Tortured by snuff 
A sweeting like you
They might eat you for lunch 
Nosebleeds and howls
They’re eating the clown 
He looks oh so smug 
Yet he’s not well endowed
A smile forced to withdraw
I think I’m a swan 
Just tell me I’m cherished 
before i rot

ONE THOUSAND OWLS

produced by me 
ft @liesxvfa
-
One, two, three flights of stairs 
Raindrops n blood dying sandy blonde hair
Four, five knocks I think he’s out there 
Legs 12 feet from her stomach after meeting the bear
Five four with a horrible stare 
Carnivorous fangs stripping flesh from a hare
Three, two one lights camera action 
Leaving you spotty just like his Dalmatian

If I lie flat can you see my ribs
Pearly smile see your face inside his grin 
turning yellow as it dribbles down your chin 
His legs crossed capriciously from thoughts of her without skin 

The tile looks like a pollock constricting pain in her chest 
bruises like the sun in dawn it’s kinda picturesque 
Would you be fine with dying if I could pick the dress 
she cant move considering theres nothing but straw inside her legs 

Skull fucked 
Petals plucked 
pretty face starstruck
Twinkle shine 
Leaving her eyes
Soil rather alkaline 
Pupils 
Pinpricked 
It must feel fantastic 
jealous I’m of porcelain you’re a shitty hunk of plastic
Sad cocks
In silver locks
They wants to treat you like the dog
Nervous?
Tie the knot
Floating alongside the swans
face filled with dismay 
No rose in the bouquet 
Her summer felt cliche 
As Autumn cries for her decay
-
SAWER
broken table
keep me unstable
youre a fable
youre a fable

youre a fable 
coiled like a cable
spin me like a dreidel
spin me like a dreidel
cover me in maple
like its fatal
like its fatal

yeah she undresses her shirt
thats his favorite part but she thinks its the worst
hes getting real cheeky with his hands up her skirt
she hates it but she knows that its part of the work
now the little pigs trying to give a her a smirk
tryna tell her about his day at church
then her mind goes back in reverse
then it goes back in reverse
it goes back in reverse

LAY AND ROT

KANEDA7

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