This is a song about "Baby bop"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

U gotta sin baby!

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

And i know love me baby

I’m tryna be low key

It's obvious i'm crazy

Rollin' with my baby

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Parents treat me like a baby

And niggas flashing crazy

Well you gotta know baby

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Please boo what's your size crazy

I'm still just a baby