This is a song about "Girls tossing other girls their salad"

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Battlin among milions all after my brilliance, leave girls in a trance make their

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

I'm not gonna lie their were fine girls, i'm telling ya

Where the black girls get their weaves back

This is why her nigga mad

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Girls screamin' yolo, while takin' their photos