Jesus Is the One (I Got Depression)

Aye, aye, aye (Woah, Kenny)

Bitch, you better praise God or I'ma shoot and that's on God

I ain't playin' 'bout my Lord and Savior, I'm on my job

If you ain't a Christian, I'ma stab you in the face

If it ain't about Jesus, I'ma hit you with this K

Jesus is the one

Hell yeah, praise Jesus Christ, ****

Free Palestine, free Tay-K

This the trap game Abraham Lincoln, four score and sixteen bars ago

R.I.P. Betty White, she ain't dead, but for when she die

'Cause I know it's comin' up

(Woah, Kenny) Aye, lil' bitch

How you not gonna fuck on a real ****?

Yeah, I'm gettin' paid, still late on my bills, ****

Your bitch at my crib, I just let her charge the iPhone

Ask me if these diamonds, nah, bitch, these some rhinestones

Armpit musty, Reeboks dusty

My show got cancelled 'cause white folks don't trust me

Now I'm in the strip club with glue on the bottom of my shoe

****, that's how I do

Aye, I'm stealin' money from these bitches

I'm hittin' licks year round like it's Christmas

I got addictions, I take the condom off and drunk my nut, it's delicious

I wanna get a whip and crash it into white-owned businesses

Aye

Aye nah, hold on, I got this hook

Aye, aye, aye, aye

I'ma dip my balls into some thousand island dressing

'Cause I got depression

I'm avoid my taxes, then I'ma get arrested

'Cause I got depression

I'ma rob my mama and I'ma spend the money on an old Chevy

'Cause I got depression

Everybody know, ****, you need to learn your fuckin' lesson

****, I got depression

Aye, shout out mental illness

Shout out mental illness

Dude, if you've got a mental illness, like fucking turn up, dude

Like, seriously, dude, like whatever the fuck you got going on, dude

Fuckin', you're medicated, you're not medicated, dude, like, seriously

Fuckin', bro, I put my fuckin'

I put my dick in a bag of Doritos

And made this **** bitch suck the dust off the tip