Jesus Is the One (I Got Depression)

Ayy, ayy, ayy (Woah, Kenny!) Bitch, you better praise God or I'ma shoot, and that's on God I ain't playing '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 'bout Jesus, I'ma hit you with this K Jesus is the one Hell yeah, praise Jesus Christ, nigga, free Palestine, free Tay-K This the trap game, Abraham Lincoln, four score and 16 bars ago R.I.P. Betty White, she ain't dead but for when she die 'cause I know it's coming up (Woah, Kenny!) Ayy, lil' bitch, how you not gon' fuck on a real nigga? Yeah, I'm getting paid, still late on my bills, nigga Yo' bitch at my crib, I just let her charge the iPhone Asked me if these diamonds, nah, bitch, these some rhinestones Armpit musty, Reeboks dusty My show got canceled 'cause white folks don't trust me Now I'm in the strip club with glue on the bottom of my shoe Nigga, that's how I do Ayy, I'm stealing money from these bitches I'm hitting 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 Ayy, ayy, nah, hold on, I got this hook Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I'ma dip my balls into some Thousand Island dressing 'Cause I got depression I'ma avoid my taxes, then I'ma get arrested 'Cause I got depression I'ma rob my mama and I'ma spend the money on a old Chevy 'Cause I got depression Everybody know, nigga, you need to learn your fucking lesson Nigga, I got depression Ayy, 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 Fucking, you're medicated, you're not medicated, dude Like, seriously, fucking, bro', I put my fucking I put my dick in a bag of Doritos And made this nigga' bitch suck the dust off the tip