"Depressed Bitch Anthem" lyrics

Depressed bitch anthem
Depressed bitch anthem, yeah
Depressed bitch anthem
Let's go, let's go, yeah
Depressed bitch anthem
Depressed bitch anthem, yeah
Depressed bitch anthem
Let's go, let's go

Make it clap for the one time, one time
I hate my voice, hate my voice, uh
We sound dumb, we sound dumb, yeah
Kill myself, kill myself, huh
Okay, up stick, up stick, you live one time
Real shooter, he keep stick, he a porcupine
Count to two, you might die if he ain't one of mine's
Do the math, pay her bills 'cause she fucking fine
Flip a quarter, heads or tails, she a fucking dime
Real Slatt, bust a slug, I'm a fucking slime
Fake Rollie, you can't tell the time
I shoulda' put my mind, unless it's mine
What you want, bitch, I'm pulling pressure
He ain't get no toast, I'ma put him on that stretcher
At sixteen, bitch you better count your letters
My bitch trippin', throwing sauce, spraying pepper
I'm just saying
I got season
Broke nigga pulling up and bitches leaving
And I'm always on my feet like I'm Yeezus
Ayy, take a nigga, bitch, guess I'm thieving
And I'm Swiper
Well, no swiping
Big top right on me, suspend his license
I'm world ready, big machete, get to slicing
I'm standing over extra sauce, ain't no fighting
A one time, one time, bitch, a one time
Two times, three times, pockets, four times
Cheap diamonds, half size, diamonds don't shine
Give them all three, OGs, this ain't shooting line

Depressed bitch anthem
Depressed bitch anthem, yeah
Depressed bitch anthem
Let's go, Let's go
Yeah, Depressed bitch anthem, what?
Depressed bitch anthem
Raise your hands if you're depressed
Me too
Bitch
Fuck it up
All you can do when you're depressed is shake ass
I promise your problems will go a-way

Make it clap for the one time, one time
I hate my voice
We sound dumb, yeah
Kill myself, kill myself, huh oh
Period