[Verse 1: Ace_Santana02]
Damn
(Whistle)
This shit crazy as the fuck
Tell me this, if that's your lady why she tryna fuck?
Hit or miss
I don't hit or miss
All I make is hits
Shorty sucking dick too long
I'm tryna take a piss (Damn)
Shorty said she like my songs
Baby sang the lyrics
He said he hated all along
I guess he wasn't serious
Did my shit, I waited long
Getting fierce with it

But I ain't even mad
And I ain't even--
Damn
I just broke up with my bitch, and I ain't even sad
I just, Damn
I woke up with no bitch, and now I'm feeling mad
Damn, Aye
I need to get a bag
I got her--
I already got a bag
N***as always talking down
Bitch, close your lips they sad
That n***a steady posting rounds, but he ain't got no mags
That n***a steady posting pounds, but he don't sell no bags
That shorty said she in my town, she tryna throw some ass
[Verse 2: Your Stepdad]
Pay $1.50, aye
No, I can't hang out I'm busy
Smoke the whole pack--
Smoke the whole pack in a jiffy
What in the fuck is a spliffy?
N***as be cold, do you catch my drift?
No calling my show, couldn't catch my shift
Spending my money on African bitches
Been a long time since I had me a bitch
Don't ask for shit, can't have my digits
{???} for a half-ass bitch
Can't have that bitch cause she add n***as (Damn)

[Outro: Ace_Santana02]
Yeah
I can't ask that bitch for shit
And I don't even want to
I'm on this rapping shit
Imma get rich
I don't even want you
I'm on some other shit
We counting dog food
(We counting dog food bitch)
(Bitch)
Dog shit, literally (Damn)
On the floor n***a, fuck you talking bout?