This is a song about "Baby powder"

I’m tryna be low key

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

I know everything cause i got power, no more pushin' powder,

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Hold up i'm your baby.

Please boo what's your size crazy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Well you gotta know baby

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

I got that powder, i got that white

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Well you gotta know baby

So while the world goes drake crazy

Well you gotta know baby