This is a song about "Carolina the baby"

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

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

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

On my ride on the bills baby i

And i got a little big, keep it low key

It's in the palm of your hand now baby

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

You know its true, look around baby and just enjoy the view/

Give me the key, give it baby

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby