This is a song about "Project baby"

I’m tryna be low key

Well you gotta know baby

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

But some of the best things happen in the project,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I got to be your baby

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And i know love me baby

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I got to be your baby