This is a song about "Drop it low"

I still got my nike boots

Keep it cool and drop stool on fools

I’m the king of rock

At the top/. make it drop,/

In my pocket, as soon as i got it, i drop it

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I should drop a bomb on every continent 'til they acknowledge it,

Keep it on the low, you can go 808 that

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

All these boys screaming ,girl just drop it low

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow