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

I know it hard but baby hold on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My doctor wouldn't believe i was a baby

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

This crazy lady, call her my baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door