TRASH
LOWLIFEWASTELAND4EVR
lyrics soon as always i will add lyrics to everyone song once this cunt stops listening to shit she dont wanna hear

DIEMONDZ ONNR PUSSY + MALICE (prod. plucksunset)

(PROD. WHISKAS)
*agressive intro incoming*

YEAH YEAH

BITCH IM ON THE TOP AND
I AINT EVER GETTING OFF (whiskas!)
AND ALL THESE MOTHA FUCKIN MAGGOTS
BUSY, WANNA FUCKIN TALK?
I TAKE HIS FUCKIN HEAD AND
I MIGHT FUCKIN KNOCK IT OFF
I SPARK THE BLUNT AND THEN
I FACE IT TIL THAT FUCKIN SHIT IS GONE

YOU DON'T GOTTA RUN
CUZ YOU KNOW YOU COULDN'T HIDE
I KNOW YOU THINK YOU SAFE INSIDE THE FUNCTION
BUT I BROKE INSIDE
MATTE BLACK PONTIAC
THE WINDOWS DOWN AND BULLETS FLY
I DONT REALLY FUCK WITH ANYBODY
PLEASE JUST FUCKING DIE

YEAH *intense breathing*
YOU GET ME PISSED OFF
IF I FUCKIN SEE HIM IMA RIP HIS FUCKIN LIMBS OFF

BITCH YOU WANNA TAKE A STEP?
IMA BOUTA BLOW A HOLE INSIDE HIS FUCKIN CHEST
WAIT IF YOU WANNA PUSH AN ISSUE YOU MIGHT JUST BE NEXT
DRAG HIM FUCKIN DOWN THEN WE HANG HIM BY THE NECK

have you ever had a chainsaw,
rippin through your neck?
you fuck with me wont see the day nah
off my fuckin shit i go through violent fuckin withdrawal
get too fuckin close and i might fuckin rip your face off

BITCH IM ON THE TOP AND
I AINT EVER GETTING OFF
AND ALL THESE MOTHA FUCKIN MAGGOTS
BUSY, WANNA FUCKIN TALK?
I TAKE YOUR FUCKIN HEAD AND
I MIGHT FUCKIN KNOCK IT OFF
I SPARK THE BLUNT AND THEN
I FACE IT TIL THAT FUCKIN SHIT IS GONE

(PROD. CALEX)

YEAH YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT A CADENCE?
LOST MY FUCKIN SHIT AND I MIGHT LOSE MY FUCKIN PATIENCE
AINT NO TMZ BITCH I STAY OFF OF SURVEILLANCE
OFF SO MANY DRUGS BUT IM NOT A FUCKIN PATIENT

WHY IS EVERYBODY IN MY FUCKIN HOUSE AFRAID OF ME
IF I GOT YOU IN FUCKIN MY SIGHT YOU IS AN ENEMY
IF YOU NEED A SECOND IMA GIVE YOU TIL THE COUNT OF THREE
HE AINT MISSING, YOU CAN FIND HIM HANGING BY A FUCKIN TREE!

YEAH IM IN THE PIT BITCH YOU GIVE A SHIT?
WE FUCKIN WALK INSIDE THIS BITCH N NOW HE GETTIN HIT
I DON'T GOT NO FUCKIN TIME FOR A HYPOCRITE
IF YOU FUCKIN TALKIN PLEASE JUST FUCKIN ZIP YOUR LIPS

IM THROWIN OUT THE KEY, WHAT YOU FUCKIN NEED?
I MIGHT FUCKIN PULL UP PUT SOME HOLES INSIDE THE SCENE
WANT THE FUCKIN SMOKE AND NOW HE TRY TO FUCKIN FLEE
CHECK YOUR FUCKING DOORS BEFORE YOU FUCKIN GO TO SLEEP

WHY IS EVERYBODY IN MY FUCKIN HOUSE AFRAID OF ME
IF I GOT YOU IN FUCKIN MY SIGHT YOU IS AN ENEMY
IF YOU NEED A SECOND IMA GIVE YOU TIL THE COUNT OF THREE
HE AINT MISSING, YOU CAN FIND HIM HANGING BY A FUCKIN TREE!

ART BY 444PAIGE: www.instagram.com/4paige.g/ << follow (please)
PROD.WHISKAS: www.instagram.com/whiskas2k/
PROD.CALEX: www.instagram.com/fuckcalex/

ON TOP! (PROD. WHISKAS/CALEX)

No talkin 
Imma have to send you down to fuckin hell
Ghost walkin
Feel like I’m not human Livin in a shell
Closed coffin
Coming back I enter in the shadow realm 
No option
Put you in the water like you micheal Phelps 

You a rat
I can’t fuck with that
Leave you in the past

Hit your back
Hit you with a bat
Leave you bones with cracks

Send you to the void and you ain’t ever coming back
fucked up in the head I’m tryna get the old me back

I’m so manic
Psychopathic
I Broke my mind into fractions 

I be lackin
satisfaction 
Lost my head forgot what happened

Goin feral goin rabid
Lost the secret but I had it
Walkin round i grip the hatchet
He don’t want the fuckin static

No talkin 
Imma have to send you down to fuckin hell
Ghost walkin
Feel like I’m not human Livin in a shell
Closed coffin
Coming back I enter in the shadow realm 
No option
Put you in the water like you micheal Phelps 

How the fuck Did I get thru it
Cause I guess I had do it
Feel like imma fuckin lose it
Imma leave em fuckin clueless
Imma Stomp him like buggy wit my mutha fuckin boots bitch
I be Coming out the mud I never will forget my roots bitch

Look inside my eyes
You can see the fuckin pain
Running out of time
I feel like a waste of space
Get back on my grind
I don’t care bout what you say
Losing my damn mind
Like I’m trapped inside a cage

No talkin 
Imma have to send you down to fuckin hell
Ghost walkin
Feel like I’m not human Livin in a shell
Closed coffin
Coming back I enter in the shadow realm 
No option
Put you in the water like you micheal Phelps

ART BY JXMSEY
PRODUCED BY ECKSEM

void

VOID (PROD. ECKSEM)

album 11/12

art @ruhronan
prod @ohbats

Trick or treat, yeah, I'm the one thats knockin'
Creep under the floorboards, yeah you know I'm always watchin'
Glock hipped with a beam know I aim it and I clock it
Place an IED inside the bowl and watch them drop dead

Keep a strap, gunnin' on my porch, imma shoot it til they die
Hear a scream, its halloween so no one gonna bat an eye
Just another missin' person, aint nobody watchin in the night
Got another in my attic, cut him up with a knife

Pull up to the function and I spike the punch with cyanide
Knockin' at my door and he thinkin' that he don't wanna die
If you leave your home then you better be back by 7:30
If you aint, Ill pull up and make sure that it is gettin' gorey

Pull up with a strap to the halloween party
Shootin' up the DJ if he aint playin' that carti
No I aint vamp, but Ill beed you til you sorry
Make sure he still conscious so Ill cut him up partly

Shoot him in his chest and then I carve him like a jack-o-lantern
Punch in all yo lyrics and they fillin' all yo songs with banter
Let me fix yo mixing, its about to give me brain cancer
(?)

Walk 'round, keep a strap on me so I can pop you
Got that bitch so wet, she'll come and blow me like a tissue
Swag up in this muhfucka, yo bitch probably top you
Sickest in the scene, I got that virus, more than just a flu

Make the beam "pop pop" feel the organs come stop
If he wanna pop out, M4A1 make him need a mop
Make the beam "pop pop" feel the organs come stop
If he wanna pop out, M4A1 make him need a mop

Pull up with a strap to the halloween party
Shootin' up the DJ if he aint playin' that carti
No I aint vamp, but Ill beed you til you sorry
Make sure he still conscious so Ill cut him up partly

Put 11 more inside his chest and watch his body drop
Drop down on the floor, laid with a sniper, puttin down an opp
Smashin' in his head just like a pumpkin, can't give any top
Hoppin' on my nuts just like another wanna talk alot
Hoppin' on my nuts just like a pest im the exterminator
Muddy walkin' to your door like I just swallowed the perculator
Fill him up with lead but he aint stand like he the terminator
Drench the cut up body, gasoline, and then I'll burn it later

HALLOWEEN MASSACRE

Spotify

HALLOWEEN MASSACRE (prod. OHBATS)

@prodbynxtty

shoot like panasonic
choppa turn him catatonic
double deuce, that polly pocket rocket
you cant stop it

ugh
pull it, cock it, just like brodie said
bitch stop the talkin
pistol poppin
blick got tits like dolly parton
beg your pardon?

ugh
i might mollywh-
molly- mollywhop him
and if i got it on me
shit, then i might prolly pop him
he want problems
up like benihana
chop sing like sinatra, or the opera
bet that yoppa make him fly like harry potter

i feel like waka flocka
and when i walk in, lil bitch, you best adjust your posture
wet his shit up, look like pasta
bitch im tryna run the racks til my pockets big poppa
or umaga
bitch you not on nada, takin shots like vodka

ugh
he want smoke, it's vapor
and if that nigga got a bitch, then i could prolly take her
bitch im on my grind like baker
all black like the undertaker
chop gon eat, that nigga catered
i keep magazines like fader
up that shit and see you later

and this shit not on paper
this shit off the top
im cookin bitch, feel like the rock
i pull the yop and wet his block
ugh, bitch get off my jock
and if that nigga talk, im flippin shit like tony hawk
i call the crows, my niggas flock

bitch its swag goth, choppa built like dad bods
eat like bathsalts, pull up with the mask off
y'all got mad flaws, i just rap my ass off
and if a nigga got something to say then bite the asphalt

shoot like panasonic
choppa turn him catatonic
double deuce, that polly pocket rocket
you cant stop it

ugh
pull it, cock it, just like brodie said
bitch stop the talkin
pistol poppin
blick got tits like dolly parton
beg your pardon?

MOLLYWHOP! [PROD. NXTTY]

@prodbynxtty

ugh, ugh
im the back like a vertebrae
all of my goons on attack, you get hurt today
think you can hang, you aint gang
you get turned away
mf a three and a half, imma need more than that
i be blowin down blunts, this my third today
i turn that boy to a pack, i put one in his back
if that nigga look at me a certain way

like fuck all the talkin
i could finish if he really wan start shit
i got doggies thatll shut up the barkin
i got doggies that pull up, get to sparkin
did it to himself, he made him a target
choppa lay em on the floor like a carpet
got his blood all on my mf garments
roll his pack up in the mf parchment bitch

like ugh, ugh
shooters all up in your house like zillow
i cannot fuck with like half of these niggas
cause half of these niggas be soft as a pillow
half of these niggas be sweet as a rillo
he want the smoke, so im lettin it billow
i aint gon stop til im runnin up mf knots
and my pockets on mf hippo

ugh
shini the gang, nigga this aint no regular clique
i might emo the tee, and then truey the jeans
nigga this aint no regular fit
dumpin, and dumpin, and dumpin
he like what the fuck?
nigga, this aint no regular clip
bitch its yung flex, i could fuck round turn nothing to something
man, this aint no regular shit

ugh, ugh
im the back like a vertebrae
all of my goons on attack, you get hurt today
think you can hang, you aint gang
you get turned away
mf a three and a half, imma need more than that
i be blowin down blunts, this my third today
i turn that boy to a pack, i put one in his back
if that nigga look at me a certain way

VERTEBRAE [PROD. NXTTY]

@evil-do-er

i had to pop in, talk my shit
told him whats up then?
i got a few niggas ready to run in
rock your shit
i might just dog him, walk your shit
like what you on then? not on shit
shini gon walk in, fuck all the talkin
we aint got time, might clock your shit
like ugh

niggas is bogus to me
lil bitch, im with lil ghost in the g
and he pushin that bitch like a hawk
told him put it in park, i brought gas and we both finna spark
lil bitch we in the clouds like a star
hold the chop like guitar, and i bet that he wont make it far
bitch we smokin his ass like dart
hope he playin it smart, i put one in his mf heart
if that fuck nigga really wan start
like ugh

i aint just rappin to rap, tryna snatch me a bag
and then deal with you after the fact
i could post in the back of the back
with a mac in the bag, and a laser like we playin tag
hardcore like cactus jack, hits back to back
and your shit still so wack
like lets go pack for pack, im catchin hats
matte black shit lay him flat

i cannot fuck with you niggas
and thats on my gang and my brother, you niggas be under
im bringing that heat like the summer, and all of your shit is a blunder
like nigga, no wonder
you niggas be soft as a puffer, and thats on my mother
like really tho, tell me who tougher
bitch i get to clappin like thunder, or maybe a hunter
that fuck nigga better take cover

ugh
i had to run this shit back like
i up that shit, and i blow like a bagpipe
fuckin with me, and its gon be a bad night
niggas be pussy, and i dont do cat fights
ugh, i give that nigga some act right
ill whoop his ass like his mf dad, like
i flip a switch, light it up like a flashlight

niggas be bitches, i dont gotta say it
like i just be snappin, these niggas be playin
bitch flex not the best, what the fuck is you sayin?
im smokin that strong like a mf saiyan
ill slap him around like a mf weigh in
bitch you finna meet god, so i hope you been prayin
like say it, dont spray it, but i get to sprayin bitch

choppa gon eat, yeah that mf big back
choppa gon sing, name that mf 6lack
spinnin his shit like its mf six flags
niggas be clowns and im like where the big macs?
he aint worth pack, i just might throw a cig back
eighth of the za in a mf zig zag
and if you really mad, nigga come get your get back

i had to pop in, talk my shit
told him whats up then?
i got a few niggas ready to run in
rock your shit
i might just dog him, walk your shit
like what you on then? not on shit
shini gon walk in, fuck all the talkin
we aint got time, might clock your shit
like ugh

TALKMYSHIT [PROD. EVILDOER]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qnha0WgpRxc&ab_channel=hatchetsaw

'MOTH SKIN' by Hatchetsaw
Lavenderskin Records 2025
FILTH INTL.

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Produced by @lvstforpain
Mixed & masterd by @hatchetsaww
Cover Art by @hatchetsaww

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Lyrics:

https://genius.com/Hatchetsaw-moth-skin-lyrics

MOTH SKIN [LVST] (VISUALIZER OUT NOW)

Do Sum

Hold Me Down(wizardpem)

bad asf (eighty2)

SHÏNÏ GÄNG.

BEATS/CONTACT: yungflexlaflare@gmail.com

VERTEBRAE [PROD. NXTTY]

YUNG FLEX