This is a song about "Baby ducks"

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But, all you biitches look like ducks

But most times darling the sequel sucks

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Parents treat me like a baby

Well you gotta know baby

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I got to be your baby

So while the world goes drake crazy

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray