ACESTARTEDYELLINGBECAUSEHEWASBUSSIN Ace_Santana02 & Your Stepdad

[Intro: Ace_Santana02]
I could really use a hug (Damn 'Lo, that shit's hard)
Uh, uh, ayy

[Verse 1: Ace_Santana02]
I could really use a hug, but I just want some head
Remember serving all them drugs and taking all the meds
Told that bitch don't text me tryna link unless she in the bed
Told that nigga I don't wanna drink unless he pour a red
Unless he pour a purp'
I got bitches sending freaky pics without a shirt
I got niggas that been fiending, put some in the dirt
Think I'm crazy, PTSD got me on alert
Think I'm crazy? Run up on me, end up on a shirt
Fuck nigga, don't get hurt
Fuck nigga, don't get— (Uh)
Actually, fuck that B shit, I'm just focused on my digits
Smoke too many 'Woods, I scoop my bitch so she can whip it
Think I'm on some skater shit, I get the pack and flip it
These niggas on some hater shit, but really, y'all don't get it
Fuck nigga, get a bag
Like, nigga steady watching me, broke boy, go get some cash
I asked my homie is he ready, we gon' do the dash

[Verse 2: Your Stepdad]
Ayy, look
Goofy bitch, Google my name, no need to ask about me
She knew how to throw that ass in the air, that's why her ass was cloudy
That's why her ass was cloudy, always got weed bags around me
I beat ass like Ronda Rousey
Just 'cause I'm fried twenty-four sev', I don't got pens around me