This is a song about "Baby killer natasha"

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Rollin' with my baby

Parents treat me like a baby

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

I slay em like a #serial #killer

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

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

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

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

We just looking in the mirror