This is a song about "Baby ducks"

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Hold up i'm your baby.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

And i know love me baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And i know love me baby

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

As my name get bigger this game get different

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

I got to be your baby

It's obvious i'm crazy