This is a song about "Drop top"

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

The 2 man clique at the top, soon to drop

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Journey so drop in / im the best or top ten/heat it up with these words

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

I pull up with drop top data make ya heart stop

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

At the top/. make it drop,/

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Okay man you do the drop

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

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