This is a song about "Hot sauce on my burrito baby"

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more

Let me rideuntil i get free

Rollin' with my baby

So come on baby, someone like you makes my dream come true

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

I know it hard but baby hold on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Spreading that gospel sauce!

And i can't help but stare, cause

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key