This is a song about "Drop top coupe"

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Pac man you was at the top then a pussy got u drop

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Head in your soup while im headin to the coupe

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

No we don't, awfully stoned drop the top back you outta know

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

At the top/. make it drop,/

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I ain't gonna stop untill i'm at the very top, i ain't never gonna drop, stand in

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit