This is a song about "Miss ya baby"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Ya mother musta done some sick things to ya as a baby,

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

So bow down to the miss.

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

Its not a miss but a perfect hit and kissed at ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

And niggas flashing crazy

Hold up i'm your baby.

Swerve swerve, fill it up, miss miss, don't forget

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Fuck your girl baby momma and ya mom in the same night