This is a song about "Crop tops"

Maybe if i just burn this crop

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

I see the world through different views, my crop pick,

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind

For that paper, i'mma grind

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

I'm cream of the crop but the ladies just don't realise it,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Cream of the crop, scheming to chop and place an mc in a box

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops