This is a song about "My baby girl cute weed blunts"

Promise to you baby girl, my feelings stayin this way.

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

My eyes all red nigga, i'm spendin' all of my dope blunts//

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

I'm stuffing nugs in my pockets like the chronic in blunts

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

My friends said you wasn't cute.

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Baby girl got the best of me,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Look baby girl you better act accordingly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rollin' with my baby

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl