This is a song about "Popular"

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

I'm popular so she might be

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Dreams of having my shit played back on popular stereo

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Popular quickly cos i'll stop you sickly

Poke out from behind her

Why cant i be popular

The one 'n only popular socialite lonewolf mcquade.

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Never been too popular but now they'll know my name