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

Baby girl your just so gorgeous when your hopeless

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

Rap’s filled with so much weed all the cess and the blunts,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

So baby girl just hush, i'm in

Stand up misses i love your ambition

And roll all my own blunts

Real light jab to opponents

Rollin' with my baby

What them tippers don't see