Depression Come Back Pt. 2 (Remastered Version) ft. Luisfr Lyrics

SGV

Like I'm Harry James, look how I got the bill

Got a drip on the back, blood on my spill

You say you want small, no, no. I got a drip on my shoe and I'm a killer

You say you want small, no, no. I got a drip on the back and I'm a driller

Goddamn, I be making some millions

I feel like I'm fishing, cause I keep a ball

We split your body into fractions and wholes

I'ma make your bitch into a fucking whore

Let's go

Nigga wearing a snapback cause his ass is capped

I'ma buy some pulls up like the hood, I keep a ratchet

I got a little chop up in the back, I let you have it

Got ass up on my chest, I ain't a superman, a savage

Let's go

I kept a poo I'm pulling up with choppies

Bro, I snatch your soul

My diamonds dripping, they so cold

They stay so cold

I pull up with a stick like woah

I shut your hole up

Making the moves, making that money

Making that cash, making that bread

Making that cheese, making that 50

Making that money, getting some head

Rock with a pencil, rock with a grave

You heard what I say

I'ma pull up with a chopper like damn

I'm about to pop you up in your Mary Jeans

This is how I got the damn

Got a drug on the back, blood all in my spill

You said you don't want smoke, no, no

I got a drug around with you when I'm careful

You said you don't want smoke, no, no

I got a drug in the back and I'm adrenaline

Goddamn, I be making some millions

Oh

I do a lot of fishing cause I keep up all

We split your body into fractions and wholes

I'ma make your bitch into a fucking whole

Baby, you know how I think about you

Baby, you know how I think about you

I'ma get this gun, I'ma click klack pow

I'ma click klack pow

You know that's the lifestyle now

2021, that's the lifestyle now

I'ma pop these two Xans, I'ma see where I go

Two faces got me going slow-mo

Got me going slow-mo

I'ma take this shot of tequila, I'ma see where I go

I'ma see where I go

No strings attached

You know how I feel

You know how I be

This shit is so different

I'ma hit the Glock, I'ma be like pow

You know how I be, I'ma pull the trigger like pow

I hope I don't come alive

This depression lately been killing me

I'm sorry

Like I'm Mary Janes

This is how I got to do it

Got a drink on the back, blood on my spilling

You said you want smoke, no, no

I got a drink, I'ma shoot, I'ma kill you

You said you want smoke, no, no

I got a drink on the back, and I'ma drill you

Goddamn, I be making some millions

Oh

I feel like I'm fishing, cause I keep with Paul

We split your body into fractions and wholes

I'ma make your bitch into a fucking whore

Let's go