This is a song about "Baby give me"

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

So baby let me get my dick out

But i think i like that, just maybe

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

We can make more, make babies

Baby girl, tell me how my nature feels

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Just promise to me baby that you'll never go away.

Just before they seen my money in the green

Ranishia-baby boy me and you will make a dream

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never too far

Baby curvy curvy make me come early

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free