This is a song about "Baby corn"

U gotta sin baby!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Hold up i'm your baby.

And i know love me baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Rollin' with my baby

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Sitting forlorn, treating your dick like corn man you need god

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Well you gotta know baby

Hopin' that my niggas see