F*CK CANCER

2 phones (Feat fakemink) prod Clearo

Yeah Tell me what’s up 
I know this life kinda sucks
Just took acid and a puff
Got me screaming It’s not enough 

Tell me what’s up 
I know this life kinda sucks

I got dimonds in my mind 
Shinning glisten yeah so high
Pussy idc bye bye
I’m furry ain’t no lie
Diss me pussy u gonna die
hate this life I wonder why
Shits a bore yeah such a sign
Crypt demon not alive

I know this life kinda sucks :/ (prod. xtra)

Goofy sample

Prod Myself 
xD

Im To turnt think I’m bouta blow the speakers up
I don’t give a fuck I just do what I want 

Time bomb tickin down wanna blow up 
Mind gone is you crazy is your mind corrupt ? 

Ya Hearts warm feeling good but your cold blood ?  
You’re Showing fake love  
Ion really give a fuck 

Dead looks from behind like i owe some
Guilt in my past but Id never fold from 

Nearly died once made my body turn numb
I love you so much gurl you make me feel some

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BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER
PRODUCED - OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE
MIXING - GABRIEL SCHUMAN

You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some 


ye yea

swear to god I live in Kate moss moments 
Had it in my hands but it fumble when I hold it 
Under city lights, moving out of frame
West Village bitch, but she won’t stay the same
Bones too sharp, skin stays tight
Breath too slow from a long last night
Heart too fast and my chest gets tight 
crying out my name with tears in her eyessssss


Q FOR THE FIFTY TWENTY FIVE EIGHTH
she cute n she miss me callin me bae
but i aint got time bich im married to the game
fast fast life man im loving this pace


Every leap of faith of fall
Fade away into the Curtain call 
I found god in the Bathroom stall 
Forgive my sins, pray to Saint Laurent 


You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some
You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hotoutside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait waitwait

Goooood doooope
no feelings
I’m so high call me the Celing 
Balenciaga bag full of whispers n pills
Dior on the dresser I got blood on the bills
Up down sideways but I’m falling backwards 
Pop a painkiller oxycodone with a Xanax 
I was on the runways I was out in Paris 
Now i dont even leave the House im Embarrassed


recorded November 6th 2024

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