This is a song about "Baby killing"

But five years from now i bet she see

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Hold up i'm your baby.

It's obvious i'm crazy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Rollin' with my baby

What them tippers don't see

Let me rideuntil i get free

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

Well you gotta know baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And niggas flashing crazy

I got to be your baby