Released: September 7, 2018

Songwriter: Scott Arceneaux Jr. Aristos Petrou

Producer: Juicy J Budd Dwyer

[Verse 1: ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD]
Back against the wall (Fuck!)
With my back against the wall
Still hanging in the hall, never change, I'm the same (Nope)
Please don't fucking call me, no (No!)
The person you're tryna reach is unavailable, ayy (Aye!)
Remember the days? When me and $lick had to drive to LA?
Sleepin' on the floor at Krez and Fat Nick's house
A hoodie doubles as a pillow
And you're blessed to get a couch (Yah, yah, ayy)
Ask for no amount, 'till it's time to really count
Whatever the fuck you say you hate is what the fuck I'm really 'bout
Really doin' drugs, unlike you, do it for the clout (Nah)
Really got a problem, like I'm usually blacking out (Yuh)
All my friends are headcases, and this kid's gonna pout
Bring me back to the pizza kitchen, I'll clock in and out
Washin' dishes, customers bitching, the manager trippin'
Still, I'm out (Out)
Fuck the rap industry, I'm down for the motherfucking count
All you fuckin' clowns, I could really do without, ayy
I'll be back, I really, really, really doubt

[Verse 2: LIL CUT THROAT]
Southside maniac with the nine loaded (What?)
Northside Shawty, AKA I'm loaded (Okay)
Made a couple milli', world touring
Fucking it up—but fuck a couple milli'
Burn it up, like I'm the Joker in Gotham City
Before them days, we used to hit up Orange Mound (Hold up)
TA, Ghost, Smurf, brought the skunk out (Throw them hands, like—)
Ridin' four deep
Smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out (What—!?)
Now I'm surrounded by folks I never met
Seems like the bigger you get, equals nothing but death
But nonetheless, still got them dead presidents
Innocent residents, stray bullets, deaths begin
Funerals for the cold-blooded, makeup skin (Pop-pop-pop)
So I call Ruby, he said he got the blade (Okay)
I'm like, "Okay, I got the jacket loaded, and the AK"
And the AK, AK...

[Outro: ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD & LIL CUT THROAT]
Fuck you!
All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake
$uicide, 'till the motherfucking grave
All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake
When I die, bury me in all grey
All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake
It's $uicide, 'till the motherfucking grave

$UICIDEBOY$

Hailing from New Orleans, $UICIDEBOY$ are a rap duo of two Scott Arceneaux Jr. and Aristos Petrou. However, many different names and personas are used in place of their real names—for example, “Ruby Da Cherry,” “$uicide Christ,” and many more—each having individual meanings. The full list and breakdown of these aliases can be found here. $B are currently signed underground rap-based record label, G*59 Records, who have also signed Ramirez and Germ.

The boys' discography ranges from horrorcore glitch-trap–working with heavy bass, to gloomy atmospherics and drugged-out rhymes. They began in 2014 by releasing the soon-to-be-infamous series, “Kill Yourself.” The cousins layered their twisted raps over short but snappy tracks, releasing albums and EP’s along the way; such as Black $uicide, Grey/Gray and YUNGDEATHLILLIFE in 2015.

Ruby has not always been a rapper. Before the era of $B—Ruby was a drummer in a punk-rock band who went by the name of Vapo-Rats. During an interview with No Jumper a few years after leaving the band Ruby explained his reasoning for his choice to depart from the group. During the interview, $crim said,