This is a song about "Drop flows"

Only real niggas stay on top

It's waking time, time to drop

Flows tight as 'tifah's blood stream

Miami nights, it was all a dream

But when i hear the beat drop my mouth starts and flows nonstop

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

I must go like fly route

All the pain flows throughout

Let me see you walk

Okay man you do the drop

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Look the hustle flows regardless of these dudes hustles n' flows