This is a song about "100s of girls behind me"

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

That you aren't behind me,

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

So don't come at me, all i can think of is having a gun at me and killers behind me

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Boy and girls watch me unfold

They forgot about the fourth coast

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

We are leaving behind the presence of mind

Who ya think ya is bitch, one of the girls

We should fuck each others mothers