Depressants Lyrics

Back on the dope, bitch I'm back on the pills

Don't pop that shit anymore for the thrill

Got a darker motive in the back of my mind

Will I kill myself, or will I be fine?

"That's all you talk about", sniff out a pussyboy

Never been through it, you do just annoy

Got to admit, I am kinda mental hoe

Experimentin', the music like metal

Makin' it rain, like I'm coastin' at sea

Sendin' you ambiance, you shall just Reminisce

I am sedated just snortin' the benzos

Drugs fuckin up all of my amends hoe

Trauma fuckin up all of my mind hoe

World water supply, yes I'm gon' spike it

Slayin' demons, in the middle the night bitch

Doin' whatever I want imma free man

They always told me I wouldn't be shit

Bitch, go ahead such on my dick

Pussy ass boy got a lisp like Vulo

Rookie imma top dog, ridin' in the drop-top

Off a couple downers, talkin' Depressants

Don't need a weapon I came straight from hell

Betta check right between your fuckin walls

Middle the night, I'm the figure in your halls

Turn on the light, and I vanish outta sight

Pussyboy you ain't the one who gon' fight

Snappin yo neck and I put you in check

Deranged, off the deliriant, K, bars, and all the dex

People tellin' me that I'm possessed

Peep the claw marks all on my chest, chest, chest, chest, chest