Depressley

[Verse 1]
I could never love another bitch
I'm a victim of this fuckin' hit
Gucci goggle syndicate
We all hidin' behind expensive shit
Look at my mouth
I been flexin'
Look me in my eyes
Still stressin'
Hoes on me
Like I got a million dollar dick
Hoes on me
Like I hit a million dollar lick
I'm still flexin'
Passive depression
I don't what I been stressin'
But that shit got me questioning
Her mama hate me
Don't want me fucking with her daughter
Told her wear a black dress and meet by the alter

[Hook]
Feel like I'm boomin' off the Nextel
Elvis Depressley, Heartbreak Hotel
Hope they have WIFI in Hell
Finna meet Benoit up in the cell [x2]

[Verse 2]
On the scene like a god
Look at my jeans, I'm a slob
Look at my team, man, we odd
Fourteen I used to rob
Got a thotty ridin' shotty in my Monte
Look like Hermione
Xannies in her body
'Nani taste like Dasani
I know I be coming with that shit
That shit that y'all be feeling
I'm a fucking heel, a villian
Loose cannon Brian Pillman
I'm the type To put diamonds over slit wrists
Upside down crosses on my necklace
I been smoking cigarettes for breakfast
All black, running wild with that goth shit

[Hook]