Why You Depressed 2 (feat. Kmuney Vert)
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I don't play no games I'm leave you uncharted Family okay Ain't no more starving And we was on the grind We was trying to go and chase and gain that mileage And ain't no DaBaby but you know I keep me a bottle I been pushing that weight Can you hear that throttle I be like come in this bitch And I came in this shit with some models We walked in the club came in this bitch yeah with some bottles Like why you depressed let's go drown and drown our sorrows Yeah, walk in the club with a stick Bad bitch she love me she grabbing my dick Call lil Timmy he will go blitz I f*ck her then pass her to the gang assist Big real jewels, with the big ass boats, with the big ass jeans, it's Rick All black fit for the night When it late night creep on your bitch Wake up get money it's all on my mind Bad bitch wanna f*ck so I break her spine She can't be copied, I'm one of a kind My pockets real fat so I keep my iron Bitch real bad, yeah she fine as a dime No 50 Cent, but I'm get rich or die tryin Yuh, Yuh, 50 Cent I'ma get rich or die tryin Seating in a two door Vet coupe Even way back in the day, I had juice Rocking an oversized hoodie and the jeans fit loose Got a instrument, blow the flute Lame ass nigga trying to come and steal my style lil nigga I raised you This drip shit forever lasting so mean styles I feel like Goku Hey Hey Hey I don't play no games I'm leave you uncharted Family okay Ain't no more starving And we was on the grind We was trying to go and chase and gain that mileage And ain't no DaBaby but you know I keep me a bottle I been pushing that weight Can you hear that throttle I be like come in this bitch And I came in this shit with some models We walked in the club came in this bitch yeah with some bottles Like why you depressed let's go drown and drown our sorrows Aye Aye I be swerving all this bitches, road rage I can't f*ck with a dirty slut, money I just gotta get where the honeys I'm just tryna get my money Get that moncler lil coat Baby trying to take me as the joker Bitch this ain't no joke Said he running with a choppa But he forgot to go get the scope And he said he was a gangster But he need to go talk to the Pope Ouh, Ouh, I'm with two bitches in tonka truck Ride around with twins next thing you know she left her skirt up Yeah the way the hop in this whip I think that shit just was some double dutch Like why you depressed I'm bout to fill up a double cup
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Written by: Terrell Summerville, Kenta Jones
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