Depression lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Lil c*ck
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[Chorus]
It's Lil c*ck boy, a private session
I'm f*ckin' on these b*tches, thought it'd help with my depression
I didn't quit, these b*tches said I got it
It's Lil c*ck boy, this rap sh*t to me a hobby
f*ckin' with that c*ck you gon' get brrt brrt
Lil c*ck up in this b*tch I make it work work
Now these people sayin' eheheh
Lil c*ck boy, everyone gon' see-e-e
That this sh*t helped my depression
It's Lil c*ck boy, I'm always flexin', never reckin'

[Verse]
f*ck that lil' b*tch, I teach her lessson
Don't come around c*ck, I keep that smith & wesson
f*ck that lil' b*tch, I break her back
Sippin' on that good, I never lack
Yeah now I'm writing all these raps
I'm doing all these numbers but I ain't good at math
Yeah I pump my di*k, I jack
If you say some f*ck sh*t then the DolphinBoyz attack
Yeah I'm feelin' like Iraq
Invading on these pussies then I give that ass a smack