$uicideboy$ pulled off the ultimate holiday ambush with THY WILL BE DONE, their surprise 10-track drop on G59 Records hitting streams Christmas night, and Frenzy carves out space as that feverish, blade-sharp confessional that loops back to their earliest grit.
Clocking in as track eight at just over three minutes, Frenzy leans into the duo’s signature trap haze—think murky 808s rumbling under chopped samples and those eerie, echoing ad-libs that make everything feel like it’s unraveling in slow motion.
Penned by Scott Arceneaux Jr. and Aristos Petrou themselves, with Budd Dwyer handling the beat, it’s a straight-up New Orleans fever dream. Ruby da Cherry kicks it off with street-honed menace, blade-tucked and rule-bending, dodging snakes and gossip like it’s second nature, while $crim flips to a drowsy introspection on meds, family weight, and that Titanic-level doom. The hook’s relentless “So much pressure” chant nails the core: isolation amid the chaos, blending bravado with quiet breaks. And yeah, it straight-up samples Ruby’s verse from “Friday the 13th” off their 2014 EP KILL YOURSELF Part II, turning nostalgia into a weapon that bridges their raw origins to now.
This isn’t just another release—it’s $uicideboy$’s gut-check after New World Depression, dialing up the hardness their fans craved with tracks like the pounding “BLOODSWEAT” and reflective “Angel Grove,” all wrapped in that Grey*59 filter of religious fatalism and Southern decay. The album’s a tight 30-minute ride through 10 cuts: starting with the ominous “Leviticus,” cruising via “2009 Reggie Bush” and “Whatever Floats Your Boat Will Definitely Sink My Ship,” landing on emotional pivots before Frenzy’s frenzy. No big features here; it’s pure duo fire, echoing their evolution from SoundCloud phantoms to festival staples, but always circling back to the personal wreckage. They teased it vaguely on socials—Ruby’s X posts hyping a “listening party” in their Discord—before the midnight bomb, proving they’re still the kings of dropping unannounced heat that feels like therapy wrapped in menace.
In a year stacked with their Grey Day tours selling out arenas, THY WILL BE DONE cements $uicideboy$ leaning harder into that unpolished edge, trading polish for punch as they hit a decade-plus in, still bleeding honesty over beats that hit like humidity.
Dive into the Frenzy lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other THY WILL BE DONE tracks for more of $uicideboy$’s unfiltered rage and redemption.
| Lead Vocals | $uicideboy$ |
| Songwriter | Scott Arceneaux Jr. & Aristos Petrou |
| Music Producer | Budd Dwyer |
| Composer | Aristos Petrou & Scott Arceneaux Jr. |
| Label | G*59 Records |
| Release Date | December 25, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | G*59 Records |
| Distributor | The Orchard |
Lyrics of Frenzy by $uicideboy$
[Intro]
(You Did Good $lick)
[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
B**ch, I Keep A Blade In My Waistline, Even In The Daytime
Born ‘n’ Raised New Orleans, Baby, Bend The Rules I’m Shaped By
Southside Of The Lake, I’ll Fight A F**k-boy ’cause He Stay Lyin’
When All You Know About Me Is Whatchu Heard Through The Grapevine
All That F**king Gossip, B**ch, You Might As Well Make Wine
Grey*59, Ho, I’m Always Dodging Snakebites
The Devil Thought He Had Me, But I Juked Him When I Faked Right
All White Tributo, B**ch, You Ain’t Ever Gon’ See My Brake Lights
Breaktime, Go Ahead And Take Five
I’ll Be Busy Animorphing Back Into A Great White
No More Shallow End, I Swim In Dark Waters Until It’s Daytime
Hunt The Bottom Dwellers, This Might Be A F**king Late Night
I’m A Rare Motherf**ker, You Make Yours, And I’ma Make Mine
While You Saddle Up The Horse, I’ma Sharpen Up My Steak Knife
Press You In The Flesh Like You A Guest And We On Dateline
Have You Singing Hanson (Mmm) Boppin’ On A Facetime
Blanco Came To Town And F**ked It Up Like Hurricane Ike
Now Go Ahead And Bob Yo’ Head To The Bassline
[Verse 2: $crim]
Anti Seizure Meds Got Me Drowsy As I Whip The Rolls
Thinking Back On Simpler Times Like When I Drove For Dominos
Eyes Welling Up, I’m Overwhelmed, But They Don’t Know It
When You Become The Family Hero, Ain’t No Time To Show It
Cut Me, I Bleed Out Panic
Do I Pop The Perc Or Xanax?
F**k It, I’m Taking ’em Both, No Point In Switching Seats On The Titanic
Sleep Walk Through The Damage, Tell Myself Next Time I’ll Manage Better
Whole Gang Outside With Drum Sticks,
Look Like We Tryna Get The Band Together
Cancel Me Like A Give A F**k, I Was Birthed Out A Bridge Burner
When You See Me Holler “Fort Wayne,” I’m Two-Three Like Myles Turner
Would Dig Further, But I’m Outta Patience, Okay, I Got A Line’s Worth
Pop Medicine Like We Playing, Let’s See Who Gon’ Die First
Northside Slenderman, Eastern Bloc Babadook
Taliban *59, Second World Hannibal
On A Flight That’s Unlandable, Americana, I Was Made To Die
Give A F**k If They Hate Me ’cause Before Me, They Hated Christ
[Outro]
So Much Pressure, So Much Pressure On Me
So Much Pressure, So Much Pressure On Me
So Much Pressure, So Much Pressure On Me
And They Wonder Why The F**k I’m Lonely
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