This is a song about "Drop top"

I jumped from the top, just to fucking drop a daily spit

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

And don't make vibrations stop

Block the pass, we on top/

Imma ball till i drop

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Takin' my shots, i aim for the top 'till the day that i drop, i'll rape this blank,

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

That cellphone that i bought

See i'm comin for your top

Won't lose the throne or drop from the top, the shit is too high

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die