This is a song about "Show me that tattoo baby"

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard

Baby girl got the best of me,

Third ward general, young cash money

I feel my work ain't enough

Show me love show me fuckin love

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Girl show me your sorority..... tattoo

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

But five years from now i bet she see

Tattoo bars, that can't ever fade out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Are you trying to tell me you got flow or that your rhyme skills show you'll never blow