This is a song about "Drop flows"

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

In the game killing you with the sickest flows

In carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

So get them ends hot

Imma ball till i drop

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

A law suite arose to enclose my flows,

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

No intention to motion as the ocean flows

You feel it from your head to your toes

Posse hocking some flame flows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Posse hocking some flame flows