(prod. rav3n)
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solo song for u kids one of my favs
LYRICS:

Yuhhhhh
I’m wearing a Halloween mask 
not a shiestyyyy
Lil goth bitch hit me up 
I think she likes mee
I don’t give a fuck yea Ice on my lights 
I think they blindinnnn
And immm wearing expensive ass shit 
that u can’t gettt u couldn’t pay me to be a basic ass bitchhhhh

I don’t give a fuck about Christmas nah
I only care about the gross and macabre 
I don’t give a fuck about working nah
Everydays scary my fuckin job 
Talk down smack u get this gun 
U get this Glock 
SuckOn ma cock
U stupid ass bitch that stupid ass thot 
If u play around u get your ass shott 
Fuck speaking a coherent sentence
That’s why all these bitches call me clyis 
All I speak is a fucking asylum
Doing that murder I’m callin it redrum
Im shootin shots yuh yea u can get sum
I ain’t stingy this a wide ass spectrum 
Just like yo mans he retarded 
Talk all that all smack that bitch got bodied bitch got bodied.

Yuh yuh yuhhh
Where u think your goin babyyyy yeaaaa
So hears my numberrrr.

FALLING 4 ME🎀

(prod. Matthew Derry)

van hellsings verse: 

Homie said I needa chill
 I said fr gang
 pull up to the Starbucks
 all these bitches know our names yuh yuh yuh,

And I’m fucking insane
 I gotta crack brain
 I might not live to see another day ay, 
chillin in the parking lot with Declan Ventura
 I just popped a pill in my throat
 it’s fucking burning yuh yuh,
 I look so good in my godamn demonias
 stupid fat bitch asking me for my number 
 always got some problems
 like lil bitch I ain’t no plumber
 desecrate ur casket
 oh shit that’s a bumber 
 girlfriend fucked me over
 like oh shit i really loved her
 jk little bitch I ain’t ur boy toy 
get the fuck out my face.
 Chillin in the parking lot with Declan Ventura
 I just popped a pill
 in my throat it’s fucking burning yuh yuh 
 I gotta big ol fat blunt gonna pass that shit to hallowed
 he got guns boy gonna blast u in your frontal lobe,
 
yung emo verse:

bitch my name is hallowed 
ill bust u in your frontal lobe
got u bleedin out all over the club floor
wheres the racks i need some more
kickin down yo damn door
bitch i went to starbucks 
met ur girl shes a whore
me n lance in our robins 
bitch we need some more yuh
walk up in my school they know i got aura
trues stackin on the timbs
sawed off blowin off yo limbs
ion got no damn friends 
by my lonely til the end
poppin pills like declan
gotta smith n wesson 
shawty say she leaving me 
i say whats the reason
ion got no morals nothing to believe in
nah there’s nothing to believe in

starbucks w/yung emo

no profit lol
LYRICS:

Im shooting bitches like black out
I’m psycho as fuck
they should put me In a pen
I’ll go to the bar
and black out again
 Smoking no  loud
ain’t smoking no pen
crashing the car
I’m crashing the van
I’m ur worst nightmare
I’m the crooked man
Weaponary master
Gun slinger ill shoot u in the head.

I got an axe for ur head
And gun for your knee
I’m like a god so they praying 2 me
Wolf mask on
I’m feeling like kreep
Rabies on me I feel like a dog
War machine
Im dressed in a all black straight jacket
Like I’m an asylum
I’m feelin like jaws
Got blood on my claws,

Blood on my claws
Im playin cod zombies
I don’t give a fuck I’m shootin
These f****
Im shooting bitches like black out
I’m psycho as fuck
they should put me In a pen
I’ll go to the bar
and black out again
Smoking no loud
ain’t smoking no pen
crashing the car
I’m crashing the van
I’m ur worst nightmare
I’m the crooked man
Weaponary master
Gun slinger ill shoot u in the head.

van hellsing

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