Drop… drop off

TURN UP SEASON

Pick me up 
Pick me up 
Blood pressure low as fuck
I can't stand another second 
Swallow & choke on the drugs
Pick me up
Pick me up

Low self esteem 
Lethargic & weak
I haven't eaten all week
At least it feels that way
I fray & decay 
I miss my worth 
I miss my face
I can't recognize it anyway
So what's the point?
Pick me up 
Pick me up 
Pick me up
Stare into the ceiling
Am I dreaming?
Hating every inch of existence
I mean it...
Pick me up 
Because my guts got twisted
No fucks given
Sentence me too the rut
Split images of rust & lead 
My tongue bleeds, must be dead 
Is it finally the end?
My head hurts 

Pick me up 
Pick me up 
Blood pressure low as fuck
Pick me up 
Pick me up 
Blood pressure low as fuck

Pick Me Up [Prod.CaelusNotAgain]

YouTube Upload: https://youtu.be/d0tptvgD9sU
Uncut: https://youtu.be/VtmjITw9GHg

Saveroku:
https://www.instagram.com/saveroku/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/67WE1WzWpx7KZQ6klpWvKV?si=9fx_uQ23Sjmnon0xd1BrGA
https://soundcloud.com/saveroku

Kill Hill:
https://www.instagram.com/killhill_/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1iZWDKZ1QaDpU2ESmcaKgw?si=Lk0xkjSjTrS5BSPd6mAXHA
https://soundcloud.com/9kill

Interviewing Saveroku & Kill Hill

LYRICS: 

mamma used to hate me, daddy used to beat me
i remember days where it was nicotine & tv
bruises with the blood stains, everything it took me
what was entertainment?,well let's take a lookie

switchs on the gen 5, teddy bears at bedtime
up it on a dead guy, deer inside the headlights
YO said girl she love me?, she wanna give the nookie
she said her boyfriend beats his dick, but somehow still a pussy

AYE 

P-U-S-S-Y
she suck me up and leave me on her glasses
P-U-S-S-Y
cremate his gang and leave em with the maggots
(x2)

dont run up, homie 
if you got beef, yeah run up on me 
there ain't no peace in the street so just please leave me be 
if i see em, im gunning homie 

fuck yo homies, he got 4 holes like a triple bogey
they know i'm the man, i aint talking poki
one left right hook, imma slumber homie 


Knife to his grandma, burn a pussy boy alive like its redrum
Switchy leave a nigga ducking, imma head hunt
Parents tryna find remains of they dead son 

Tell me what you wanna do boy?
Imma doggie, ruff ruff, who is you boy ?
I was nailing on your bitch, you a screw boy 
Got a couple screws loose in the tubes of my brain

With this ak, bust face 
White tees of bloods stains 
Boy run up, come fade 
I like to fuck dumb brains 

Leave em bleed up
Ankle pick, then i put em in a headlock
Masked up, 2 guns like i'm deadshot
Execute a pussy nigga like im deadshøt 
Motorcycle like tron, no mega 

bunny mask, while im pissing on his tombstone
gotta problem?, tell me what you wanna do hoe?
you soft, you a hello kitty cute hoe 
you a punk, no rules to the truth bro

Leave em bleed up
Ankle pick, then i put em in a headlock
Masked up, 2 guns like i'm deadshot
Execute a pussy nigga like im deadshøt 
Motorcycle like tron, no mega 

P-U-S-S-Y
she suck me up and leave me on her glasses
P-U-S-S-Y
cremate his gang and leave em with the maggots
P-U-S-S-Y

NICOTINE & NIGHTMARES

HAPPY VALENTINES! 💘
NEW SHIT EVERY WEEK 🪬

I HATE YOU (PROD. NXTTY)

GALAXY (prod tohruxd)// \SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE//

to zoeya

stupid style test made on ultrabox

ferragamo loafers got me toasty, 
how you know i’m breaded
swagger been embedded,
i exhibit C’s like jay electric 
‘nelly my perfume
goat status where i’m headed
way these kids be fuckin wit me,
i might get elected 
double rollies both of my wrists
my timezone ambidextrous
my boots is louie vutton,
the sweater gucci threaded
the shit was thrifted and it’s probably fake
it look so good on me, u can’t even hate
my himbo feeding me grapes
just copped some deadstock bape
his hoodie show that i got shape
i’m sellin, movin out weight
i whip out figures like 8s
they stay on me like a vape
don’t fuck w shit get me baked
i’d rather smoke on some shake
i like the gas wit the stems
don’t like the joints rolled in flakes
concrete jungle, i’m tarzan,
grew up wit the apes
used to skrrt from the jakes
but now my skirts come in lace
n like and otterbox
my lawyers got em droppin the case
so i’m good, safe
they think this shit a game
put em onto mortal combat
street fight a rappers whole squadron 
if they on that
all fax
everything i’m spinnin on dis non cap
leave a rapper crawlin like a wombat
the wallet FAT
mondo
pockets cost a california condo
dollas on swole
more green than a bong bowl
every convo bout the kid they say “she all dope”
got the homie calder spinin kicks like a combo
“daam bro” how i talk to bitches out taranto 
 hop on top ya song, i’m tryna box the beat pronto
all the moms know 
i go retarded at these bomb flows
my entourage so large you’d think its king kongs folk
in a branco witta blade feel like rambo
stay up in the cypher kickin tracks like renaldo
the posse all know shawdy make you feel small got me reppin windy city 
i aint even from chicago
everyone appreciate the broke buyer
goat rhymer
from the west coast like the 49ers
clothes designer
‘05 rappin like old timer
no ghost wrighter
head on fire like i’m ghost rider
most of these slow pokes jus scoll grindr
tryna find a reason not to fuck wit me
it fucks with me
all i’m tryna do is share my luxury
through bussin beats open
witta blade like cutlery
bad bitches suckin me
thas i.s.s.fuckery
most these hoes know they cant be up with me
i’d tell but thas a lil too touchy like an uncle be
hatin cuz i’m up and more cracked than humpty dumpy be
some y’all bumpin me ashamed of how obese my dumpy be
sunk my teeth inside the game thighs
my canines covered in blood 
my shit look like a snake bite
y’all rappers talkin on the web 
so much you see through 8 eyes
the bassline is so insane
i cannot care bout AI
i cant be replicated
dedicated makin straight vibes, 
coverart, n merchandise, 
i do em at the same time
then fake cry
just so these rappers dont assume i’m traveling through space time
extra terrestrial 
y’all cant fuck wit the kid like dateline
you can’t debate i’m
really the greatest up out the bay side
folk lore, y’all prolly hear about me through the grapevine
they hate, why?
cuz they eatin shitty, i’m shittin A5
thats steak, guy
go get yo ass outta here while i shake mine, issbrokie!

Drop… drop off

soy

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