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]