This is a song about "Drop flows"

Okay man you do the drop

Just searching for the perfect shot

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

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

I gotta little clout

All the pain flows throughout

I fucking hate this job

At the top/. make it drop,/

I drop philosophies,

That'll do anything that i please

Imma ball till i drop

Only real niggas stay on top

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

You feel it from your head to your toes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

When i deliver rivers of flows