This is a song about "Baby nutter"

Please boo what's your size crazy

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

I got to be your baby

I’m tryna be low key

Hold up i'm your baby.

I was wondering maybe

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Gets us in danger, this guys a nutter,

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see