This is a song about "Baby girl show me what you got"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

On the first level, amma show you what i got

But girl i'm in college, baby i can't see you.

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Baby girl got the best of me,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Let me show you what happens when

Flyer then the rest of them

Baby you got my heart feelin constricted

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Aint jay z, but show me what ya got

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

So what if this hurt you, on my daddy baby and thats me