This is a song about "Drop jaws"

I got ways to sort beef like shattering jaws on concrete,

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

We all took pictures grinning from our jaws

Own devices clinging to jaws like you witnessed in saw

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Know shit's about to drop,

Like a fiend off the best rock

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

He's got the block in his claws, got the top in his jaws,

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Imma ball till i drop

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

To shut people up without breaking there jaws,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks