Official Music Video: 
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All Rights Reserved / 2022

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Vocal Performance:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 

Song Writing:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 

Music Production:

50% - Beat Mutant (Collaborator) 

50% - PRETTYBOYDEMON (Collaborator)

Music Video Production: 

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 

BACCCK

***_Music Video Coming Soon_***

Lyrics:

k_NO_w
PRETTYBODYDEMON

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Keep on talking, keep on thinking.
What I’ll do, you won’t believe me.
Keep on calling, keep on texting.
Body still, but you’re not resting.

Bitches talking, come and show me.
Tank on E, my mouth is foaming.
Words are cheap, let’s get this going.
Leave you bloody, leave your family lonely.

That’s what you get, thinking you know me.
Keep on thinking, keep on dreaming.
Top of your lungs with those annoying decibels but promise you nobody’s going to,
hear you screaming.

Zip tie you up, I don’t give a fuck.
Promise you there won’t be a trace of evidence to track you after I drain your blood.
You in the mud, or maybe you dissolved.
Either way, bitch this a cold case it ain’t getting solved.

Quiet down, for a sec.
Please stop moving, so I can grab your neck.
Tie collection, pick your poison.
You get one last hurrah. Maxilla to mandible.

Lips sealed forever.
Taped up and wrapped up like a Christmas present after wrapping up your jaw.
Sandpaper lyrics leaving, everybody raw.
Don’t try to run away, I’ll break your knees so all you can do is crawl.
Casino, I’ll dice you up. I just got a bone saw.

Pieced up, folded up pieced up,
now you in tiny bits folded up like paper creased up I’m military trained.
Slick as fuck, Don’t have to worry about a damn thing.
Cuz, no one saw.

Look at my watch. 66 minutes after 6 o’clock.
I’m a man of action, bitch you like to talk.
“Why’s my phone in a plastic bag?”
Shut up bitch. All you do is nag.
No worries baby, your body parts will join it in the bag.

Riding around about 5:30. Feel free to come take a walk, feel free to come gawk.
Your life is billable. You’re too busy.
Certain lady parts are no longer fillable.
Now please close your eyes. Actually, open up them, so I can, so I can…
So, I can, so I can, stare inside them, as, you, die.

“Did he really just say that?”
“Clearly PRETTYBOYDEMON doesn’t have a heart.”
Chill the fuck out. It’s only art.
I think that’s enough, time to end the story.
I’m running out of time for you, because you acting tough you’re lame as fuck.
You’re boring.

I am just not that into you.
Take a hint, not at all.
All I do is, keep walking tall.
Oh, and one last thing… our memories.

Hahahahaha

Yea, fuck em’ all.

k_NO_w

T0X!K

PRETTYBOYDEMON
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Lyrics:

Walk alone, I walk alone, I,
walk alone it's only me.

Stand alone, I stand alone, I,
Stand alone there's no more we.

Dream alone I dream alone, I,
Dream alone nightmares you see.

Stop.
Just stop.
No talking.
Start walking.
You've said enough.

T0X.
T0X!K.
You poison.
Destroyed it.
Ghosted your life.

T0X!K.
You T0X!K.
Too T0X!K.
Venomous.
Get the fuck out.

Gaslight me.
Remind me,
why, why the fuck I'm here.

Shut up.
Shut the fuck up.
Mute you.
You too damn loud,
you too rude.
Thought I knew you.

You don't even know how,
to be honest.
Too many problems.
Settle down, take a nap.
Then wake up,
and get the fuck out.

T0X!K.
You T0X!K.
You virus.
No, I won't be around.
Goodbye.
You lie.
Nice try.
Bone dry.
Bitch, always twisting shit around.

That's cool though.
Say, what you got to.
Do, what you got to.
To get away from you?
I'll pay, whatever I got to.
I drop you.
Don't want you.

Goodbye

You T0X!K.
You T0X!K trick.
Pinata.
You empty.

Resent me.
For telling the truth
Can't stop me.
You watch me.
Do what you thought I couldn't do,
thought I wouldn't do.
I'm killing this, bitch.
Yea, it must be f*cking killing you.

I'm laughing.
Polygraphing, all your bullshit fairy tales.
You tried to,
kidnap me.
But you, bitch,
man, I’m telling you, you can't trap me.
You caught, that's why you looking very pale

You Toxic.
So toxic.
Too Toxic.
I'm out.
Bitch, so you can stay right there.

I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I don’t care.
That’s right, bitch, I don’t f*cking care.

Walk alone, I walk alone, I,
walk alone it's only me.

Stand alone, I stand alone, I,
Stand alone there's no more we.

Dream alone I dream alone, I,
Dream alone nightmares you see.

<3

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Credits:

PRETTYBOYDEMON:
Song Writing/Vocals/Editing/Mixing/Mastering

Produced by: Skill-O
Beat Production

T0X!K

"Bae"

PRETTYBOYDEMON
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Lyrics:

When I look in your eyes,
I see the sunrise,
When you’re in my arms,
I feel the sunshine.
F*cking around, baby, I’m done, I…
Sorry that it took me,
So long to realize.

You’re not like the rest of them.
Trust me, I know. I tested them.
Damn. Feel like I’ve looked forever.
When it comes to you,
there’s nothing better.

Look me in the eyes, I’m not here to play.
No, I’m not here to play, aye, aye, aye, aye.
You’re my one and only, Bae, Bae.
You’re my one and only, Bae, aye, aye, Bae, aye.

Look me in the eyes, I’m not here to play.
No, I’m not here to play, aye, aye, aye, aye.
You’re my one and only, Bae, Bae.
You’re my one and only, Bae, aye, aye, Bae, aye.

“You just want to be this, PRETTYBOYDEMON.
I can’t believe that’s what you want.
I want nothing to do with that.”

Now let me touch on my ex’s talking sh*t.
Man, haaa, F*CK THAT B*TCH.
F*CK, F*CK, F*CK, F*CK,
F*CK THAT B*TCH!

Put your fingers in the sky, to the past…
F*CK THAT SH*T!

Hahaha!
I’m just playing.
I’m not even mad.
I’m actually quite thankful for the bullsh*t we had.
Bc without that person,
I wouldn’t have found you.
I might have changed a few details,
but hey, man, yeah that’s life.
It is what it do.

All that matters now,
is that you’re my Bae
You’re my boo, ooo, ooo, ooo.
Baby, you’re my Bae,
you’re my boo.

Look me in the eyes, I’m not here to play.
No, I’m not here to play, aye, aye, aye, aye.
You’re my one and only, Bae, Bae.
You’re my one and only, Bae, aye, aye, Bae, aye.

Now, one last time.
Let’s leave them like this…
To all the ex’s…
F*CK, F*CK THAT B*TCH.
F*CK, F*CK, F*CK, F*CK,
F*CK THAT B*TCH!

Hahaha.
To all the ex’s no longer around…
Let’s raise a glass in the air,
to when we’re still walking high,
and they’re in the ground.

Look me in the eyes, I’m not here to play.
No, I’m not here to play, aye, aye, aye, aye.
You’re my one and only, Bae, Bae.
You’re my one and only, Bae, aye, aye, Bae, aye.

<3

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PRETTYBOYDEMON:
Vocals, Song Writing, Mixing/Mastering

Produced by: LC Beats Exclusive

"Tippy toe Twirlzy"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Lyrics:

“What’s your name, baby?”

“Hehehe… it’s Twirlzy.”

Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Through your mother f*cking house

I can see you through your bedroom window,
on the third floor.
Tippy toe through it then I’m out.

Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Through your mother f*cking house

I can see you through your bedroom window,
on the third floor.
Tippy toe through it then I’m out.

Tippy toe.
Trippy glow.
Drippy blow.
Flowing down your mouth.

Tippy toe.
Here I go.
Creeping while you’re sleeping,
I’m a shadow tippy toeing through your house.

Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Tip, tip, tippy toe.
Through your f*cking house.

I can see you through your bedroom window,
on the third floor.
Tippy toe through it then I’m out.

Twirling around,
kicking your cute little feet,
I wonder, can she see me?

Baby, you know you want to give me a ride.
Let me leave that p*ssy burning,
third degree.

Tarps off.
Fifty degrees.
Penis shorts.
Sliding in hot.

You on the phone?
Hang up, b*tch.
You told me to stop you.
So, what the f*ck?
You should quit acting so lost.

Tip, tip, tip, tippy toe.
Tip, tip, tippy toe.
Through your mother f*cking house

I can see you through your bedroom window,
on the third floor.
Tippy toe through it then I’m out.

Then I’m out.
Yea I’m out.
Tippy toeing through your mother f*cking house.
I can see you on the third floor through your bedroom window.
B*tch, that’s right.
Now, I’m mother f*cking out.
Yea, I’m out.


<3

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Credits:

PRETTYBOYDEMON:
Song Writing/Vocals/Editing/Mixing/Mastering

Produced by: RyleyOnThaBeat

Tippy toe Twirlzy

"Pen 15"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Lyrics:

Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.
Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.

So, we’ve had a few drinks now, at this bar.
Let’s move this party, to my car.
Move your ditzy ass.
Let’s get going.
Time for my Pen 15 to write a poem.

My Pen 15 must like you.
My font, it keeps growing.
So, open up your mouth, babe.
Let’s get the ink overflowing,
rowing, in the sea, in the semen ocean.
Is that inappropriate?
Stop playing, girl.
You know you liked it.
You liked it.

Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.
Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.

Baby, if there’s a little pain, push through it.
I’m not trying to be mean,
I’m just saying you’re used to it.
Ho. Damn, go.
Yea, I know you’re sloppy when you drop it down to blow, oh, ohhh!
No, no he didn’t!
PRETTYBOYDEMON on another sexual mission.

Games, games, games, games, games, games, games!
Why you keep playing all these mother*cking games?
Games, games, games, games, games, games, games!
Why you keep playing all these mother*cking games?

“I’m not playing games; I just thought you would look different.
You look, ummm, I dunno,
a little different than your profile pictures.”

Hahaha!
You know I look better.
All my clothes fitted,
like your most expensive sweater.
So, stop playing games, you know you are.
Get in the back, or trunk of my car.

So, what you want to do?
You come over and start acting rude.
Mmm, baby. I suggest you think it through.
You don’t want this, knife addressed to you.
You don’t want this, knife addressed to you. 

Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.
Spin all around, on my Pen 15 like a carousel.
Twist up and down, on my Pen 15 like a fairy tale.


<3

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Credits:

PRETTYBOYDEMON:
Song Writing/Vocals/Editing/Mixing/Mastering

Produced by: RyleyOnThaBeat

Pen 15

"calmthefuckdown"

PRETTYBOYDEMON |x| bassinine

Vocals/Writing/Mixing/Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: bassinine

calmthefuckdown

"iW@NT"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

Vocals/Writing/Mixing/Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: ADILHAN

iW@NT

"DOXXXXX"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

This is dedicated to anybody who has experienced
the hurt of being cyber-bullied.

Don't let them get you down. Ever.
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Lyrics:

“Ladies, have you heard about this PRETTYBOYDEMON?”
“Oh my God, ughhh!”
“Are we dating the same guy?”

Oh nooo!
There they go.
Look at this cute little Facebook post.

Pshhht. Hahaha, ha, ha.
I care about that sh*t less than a wall,
cares about a ghost.
Free female publicity,
to that I raise my glass and toast.

“We got him now!
Ladies, he’s exposed!”

War with me?
Luck I wish you the most.
17K out of 3.3M,
I did the math, that’s 0.5%,
I like my odds.
You run with gossip queens.
Me? I only associate with Gods.

DOXXXXX.
Keep on typing, you might be next.
DOXXXXX.
I hope this doesn’t make things tricky for your neck.
DOXXXXX
They’re mad I’m out here having all this sex.
DOXXXXX
Don’t make me drip, drip, drip out all your red.

I age like fine wine or cigars.
You, age like old milk, thrown out in the yard.


Oh no! They don’t like my music.
Oh no! They don’t like my flow.
You’re my favorite kind of joke.


Little online trolls.
Silly c*nts, c*nts, c*nts.
Can you hear me, ladies?
Know you can, I didn’t stutter once.
C*nts, c*nts, c*nts.
Why are you so loud?
Must be that time of the month.

DOXXXXX.
DOXXXXX.
DOXXXXX.

Hide behind the keyboard,
like a little cyborg.
Luckily, I just got released from the psych ward.
No cap. That’s facts.
Is my crazy a lot?
Oh yeaaa, big bet!

Starbucks, the lake, then my room.
My pretty blue eyes, they can’t seem to fight em’.
Jealous b*tches. You liars.
Mad I’m sticking all these girls,
easier than a patch of briars.

DOXXXXX
False accusations, I don’t give a f*ck.
DOXXXXX
Ladies, please, not all at once!
DOXXXXX
Like a night club, laser shining on your head.
DOXXXXX
Internet search, now I know your address.

30-year-olds on social media? That’s embarrassing!
Luckily, only thing that can embarrass me is your presence.
No worries. Line em’ up, and one-by-one,
I will teach them all a lesson.

My Pen 15 is quite large.
You’re all loose, a gap like from Earth to Mars.
Don’t say my name, b*tch.
Know your place, or get holes in you,
like the Botox needles in your face.

You think you’re bad.
But, you come with nothing but problems.
Truth is, I promise,
all of you, are more basic than the first class of college.

“OMG, did you see!? Huhhh!?”
“He’s talking to other girls!”
“Ughhh, we need to post about this.”

Fuck your blog,
it didn’t do sh*t.
Half of Scottsdale is still on my d*ck.

DOXXXXX
DOXXXXX
DOXXXXX

Sweat, dripping down her back.
Sweat, dripping down my tats.
She’s a good girl, with you.
But when she’s with me?
Oh yeaaa she gets real bad!

Violence is my idol.
Book of revenge?
B*tch, that’s my bible.
DOXXXXX
No, I won’t forget what you said.

Call me the dentist because I’m drilling all this p*ssy,
my penis drill is high torque.
They all mad at the magic in my sword,
nice try to get me cancelled, I suggest you go back to the whiteboard. 

Love it, when she’s into choking.
Love it, if she’s a biter.
If she’s dtf there’s no recruitment phase.
If she’s dtf, that’s a direct hire.
Ladies, when will you learn.
I’m never yours, it’s just your turn.
F*ck with napalm?
You get burned.

After sex with me, yea they always want a rewind.
I say tonight, not two nights.
Then I flash them the peace sign.
Your future’s walking, mine’s a hypercar.

You’re underground, I’m in the stars.
My path to victory is bright, better grab your visor.
Tapping so much, I feel like a typewriter.
You’re just mad that I’m,
injecting more b*tches than Pfizer.

DOXXXXX
Freeze! Your vagina is under arrest.
DOXXXXX
G-spot exam, I always ace the test.
DOXXXX
10’s keep popping springs in my bed.

DOXXXXX
Just like that, you gone.
*poof*
Who’s next?

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Vocals/Writing/Mixing/Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: RyleyOnThaBeat

<3

DOXXXXX

"krystal ball"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

Lyrics:

“Man, she is into some weird sh*t, I don’t know.
She’s into like and, crystals, voodoo, Wikan, witchcraft; some other weird sh*t.
I don’t even know.
I’m into vagina…”

(Hook 1)
And I get that pussy, real, real quick.
I am the one they all want to come and c*m with.
Line em’ up and shoot em’ down, like a rifle.
Laugh when they fall.
Got her legs in the air, against my wall.
Reading her mind like a krystal ball.
She’s ready to get my penis installed.
Now her p*ssy out of business, like a shopping mall.

Line em’ up, like a rifle.
Laugh when they fall.
Got her legs up against my wall.
Reading her mind like a krystal ball.
Now she ready to get my penis installed.
P*ssy out of business, like a shopping mall.
(Hook 1)

PRETTYBOYDEMON, and now I am back again.
Act up, we will wipe off your grin.
I don’t think you k_NO_w where I’ve been.
My goons and I, we’ve been doing sh*t that I can’t even talk about in this song.
Like a krystal ball,
I see your future, I see your downfall.

I can see your murder in my Ouija board.
B*tch, I’m just playing, what ya leaving for?
Sit your pretty ass in this chair.
Don’t ever f*cking dare move.
I don’t think you even care,
that I’m all high on mushrooms way over there.
Know my body’s here, but my mind is in the air.

Got you screaming like a victim at Ted Bundy’s house.
Apartment security, they on their way, they want to kick me out.
That’s why I’m stretching this duct tape all across your mouth.
That’s what I’m about.
Dark impulses try to figure it out.

You’re a little angel, I am sick.
Sick in the head, I have a DEMON d*ck.
I f*ck so devilish, that’s why I,
always seem to get this p*ssy real, real quick.

Get that pussy, real, real quick.
I am the one they all want to come and c*m with.
Line em’ up and shoot em’ down, like a rifle.
Laugh when they fall.
Got her legs in the air, against my wall.
Reading her mind like a krystal ball.
She’s ready to get my penis installed.
Now her p*ssy out of business, like a shopping mall.

Line em’ up, like a rifle.
Laugh when they fall.
Got her legs up against my wall.
Reading her mind like a krystal ball.
Predict the future with my krystal ball.
It never lies, it always tells it all.

*poof* *poof* *poof*

That magic f*cked me up.
Who are you, David Blaine?
B*tch, that’s enough.
Your slight of hand, slight of plan, is f*cking up my brand.
Spinning your caldron, got the poison in my glands.
Now I’m drinking blood.
Now I’m sleeping in, a coffin.
No sunlight, now I’m vam-pi-vampirin’.

We’ll have a seance in my living room.
Then I cut you up, dispose of you.
Before noon, trap you inside, and I nail down your tomb.
Don’t make me, redistribute your body parts around town.
Laugh while your lungs fill up with blood and you drown.
Sit still if you can.
Murder you with this axe, that is the plan.
Tarot cards predicting panties on the ground.
I am the PRETTYBOYDEMON, b*tch.
Just ask around.

krystal ball says I steal her, and…

[Repeat Hook 1]

PRETTY, tricky, licky, little DEMON, b*tch.
Set fire to your morals, like a witch.
Get over here!
I’m in your city tonight.
You got a man, I wave my magic wand, don’t care.
We both k_NO_w that you can cheat if you like.

I’ve got that potion.
Dark arts and black magic about to split you the f*ck wide open.
Hammer in my hand.
That’s just code for my Pen 15, so stop wasting time,
bend over where you stand. 
My krystal ball gives me vagina ESP.
Make you c*m three times, I do it easily.

Tie your hands up above your head.
Press you up against my wall,
krystal ball, just told me that all,
of your clothes are about to fall off.
Horn of the DEMON, you’ll never be the same.
PRETTYBOYDEMON
B*tch, I suggest you, remember my name.

Vocals/Writing/Mixing/Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: RyleyOnThaBeat

<3

krystal ball

FAKE

"The Death of a Rose"

PRETTYBOYDEMON

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Lyrics:

Words. Are. Cheap.
But, yea…
my lines are fine.

My corpse.
Oh… it came alive tonight!

My life dies every day.
So, to make sure,
it survives the night.

I open my heart,
just so I can close my eyes.
I open my soul. 
Then I close it,
with the blinding lights.

Death of a Rose,
death of a Rose,
I fall apart.
Then I compose.

The night is dark.
Moonlight, on the flower garden.
That’s why I see nothing.
But when I take my time,
I see the death of a rose.
Death of a rose.

I fall apart,
then I compose.
The death of a rose.
You’ll be glad you, get to, witness,
death of a rose.

I smile wide.
Then I scream inside.
I see everything,
then I am blind.

Then I blind and dine,
on the feelings, that I try and hide.
From everybody.

If you love me,
then act like you love me.
If you love me,
stop f*cking acting like you’re above me.

Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
I fall apart, then I compose.

Feel lucky that you get to witness,
the death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
I fall apart, then I compose.

Death of a rose.
I fall apart,
I feel like I’m at the end of my rope.
Death of a rose.
I fall apart, then I compose.
Yea, I am at the end of my rope.

Do I f*ck with you?
No.
Do this sh*t…
Like, all the dope.

Damn do I, do I,
give a f*ck?
What you, think?
No.

Words. Are. Cheap.
But, yea… my lines are fine.
My corpse, my corpse, oh yeaaa…
Well, it came alive tonight.

My life dies every day,
to make sure, it survives the night.
I open my heart,
just so I can close my eyes.
I open my soul, then I close it.

Close it. Close it. Got to close it.
Death of a rose.
Just open it, to open it, to close it.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.

I fall apart,
then I compose.
The night is dark.
Moonlight, on the flower garden.
That’s why I see nothing.

But when I take my time,
I see the death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.

I fall apart, then I compose.
The death of a rose.
Be glad you get to witness,
the death of a rose.
I compose.
I fall apart, and I compose.

[Try and guess]

Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
I fall apart, then I compose.
I compose.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.
Death of a rose.

I feel like I’m at the end,
of my mother*cking rope.
Death of a rose.
I pull apart, I pull apart.
Everything about my life, seems torn apart.
I fall apart, then I compose.

Death of a rose.

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Vocals/Writing/Mixing/Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: ADILHAN


<3

The Death of a Rose

Quick production.

No vocals (yet).

Swim with dinosaurs and appreciate evolution.

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Vocal Performance [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON
(Coming Soon) 

Song Writing [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 
(Coming Soon) 

Production [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON

My Abyss - made this on my phone.


Collaboration with Parabellum

Vocal Performance [Credit]:
(Coming Soon)

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 

Song Writing [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 
(Coming Soon) 

Production [Credit]:

50% - PRETTYBOYDEMON (Collaborator)

50% - Parabellum (Collaborator) 

Rose/Knife/Flay


You have a goal? 

I had a goal. 

Stop trying, take it.

Trying is intolerable. 

Do, don't quit. 

You are what you make. 

I'm the one and only,

moonlit misfit. 

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Collaboration with Gei-Roo Beatz

Vocal Performance [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 
(Coming Soon) 

Song Writing [Credit]:

100% - PRETTYBOYDEMON 
(Coming Soon) 

Production [Credit]:

50% - PRETTYBOYDEMON (Collaborator)

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