In "DEPENDS," XG celebrates the thrill of being newly single and fully in control. After two nights alone, the rush of parties, options, and self-discovery replaces any expected loneliness. The repeated spelling of "depends" turns indecision into power, dangling the possibility of calling a current admirer or an ex just to watch them sweat. The bridge sharpens that edge, framing goodbye as the consequence of crossing a line. The emotional message is playful dominance, where freedom means keeping others guessing and enjoying the upper hand.
DEPENDS Lyrics by XG
I’ve been single for two nights, but I ain’t been all alone
And lately, I’ve been everywhere but home
I’ve been finding myself, I been losing my phone
Looking for any reason to lose control
In the low lights, what do I see? It’s a party with the whole team
Bet you’re probably thinking I’d be lonely
Said I’m spicy, wanna try me? Keep a good boy on a tight leash
If you’re asking me what’s next (Baby, I don’t know, I guess it just)
D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to make you (Sweat)
It D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to, make you (Sweat)
Feeling like game six, I’m Magic
Who else out here making new, new, feel classic?
Ten fold and my hands look royal
Play your cards right and you might get spoiled
Baby, I got options, I’m bad at decisions
I would take my chance if I was in your position
Taking back control, like Janet
This my Jimmy Jam, I don’t ask I demand it
In the low lights, what do I see? It’s a party with the whole team
Bet you’re probably thinking I’d be lonely
Said I’m spicy, wanna try me? Keep a good girl on a tight leash
If you’re asking me what’s next (Baby, I don’t know, I guess it just)
D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to make you (Sweat)
It D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to, make you (Sweat)
Mm, you know what time it is
This is a consequence of crossing that line
Oh, didn’t your common sense
Tell you that I might say goodbye? Oh (D-E-P-E-N-D-S)
(D-E-P-E-N-D-S)
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It D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to make you (Sweat)
It D-E-P-E-N-D-S
I might call you, might call my ex
Oh, damn, I got you in distress
I love to, love to, make you (Sweat)
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