This is a song about "My bae"

We have nothing in common

Grab my knife and my gun

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Looking at your money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

These my rhymes and my story

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

I'm standing on the field full of land mines