hey yall im wit evill
mixxed by 99
lyrics below

50cal [intro]
You told me that I’m crazy — yeah, I’ve heard it all before
But your silence feels sweeter than your voice ever wore
I dress you up nightly in that dress that you adore
Then dance alone slowly with the ghost I can’t ignore

50cal [Verse]
Your laugh was a lie — I could see through your tone
Now your bones hum songs when I'm home alone
I kept your perfume and a piece of your phone
Buried in the attic with your fractured clone
You smiled like I mattered, but you whispered like a whore
So I stitched shut your mouth — now you lie and adore

Evillseen [Chorus]
Feelin’ kinda crazy — you know what it’s about
Yeah, me and Peaceandlove, and we strollin’ about
Yeah, fuckin’ on your bitch — and you know what it’s about
Yeah, me and Peaceandlove, and we strollin’ about
Yeah, fuckin’ on your bitch, you know what it is

Evillseen [Verse]
I’m fuckin’ on her friend, and he fuckin’ on her
All I know is I’m feelin’ so hurt
Yeah, she lookin’ at me weird when I’m cummin’ on her
Yeah, there’s too many sluts on my motherfuckin’ page
She speakin’ to me like some typa mage
Me and Peaceandlove, and we strollin’ about
Yeah, fuckin’ on her friends — and you know what it is
Stay isolated, and I’m stuck in the crib

your silence feels sweeter than your voice ever was

we wit my hb @kmonkon
lyrics below

50cal [Intro]
I don't care, just rot in peace
Voice in the drain said die then eat
Skin don't fit, just slides off clean
Falls too loud when the floorboards creek

Kon [Intro]
Bitch, i'm high as fuck with my friends
Get the fuck off my dick
I be really shooting shit yeah
I be really shooting shit yeah
I be really shooting shit yeah

50cal [Verse 1]
I don't wanna stay up too long
Smoke in the fridge, no face, no glow
Can't see clear eyes, sunken
Mirror don't work, just show my twin

Blood in the sink but I hate her
Room too bright, I breathe in dirt
Left my name in the heat last fall
Came back dead too. (Kaboom)

Kon [Verse 1]
She so wet she gon moan
Bitch, i'm steady stacking dough
I be on the dance floor, but they copying my flow
Bouta sign off, yeah i'm bouta fucking go
Im with ISO, getting lit, yeah that's my goal (I love iso)

Stop tryna hold me back, I don't care bout none of that
That ass fat, i'm finna tap
R-r-run up like a quarterback
With my nigga 50caliber, and there's blood up on my shirt
Don't feel pain, that shit don't hurt
Call my phone, I don't answer

blood on my shirt

jar with a tooth

ayy yall im wit @ninetynine9999
beat by @amataaaaa show sum support
song cover by my boi @brendanfaetheyy

perc in my gutz ##isolation

one of the kings of @isocollective
whois50cal all plats

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