This is a song about "Drop ya"

You feel it from your head to your toes

I drop divebombs and torpedoes

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

To im chopping of your genitals kill ya mother and father drop u and your

Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Now you got that drop off

And i wont stop till you drop

That cellphone that i bought

My album gonna drop

That's all i got

Body after body i just watch them drop

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Ain't going to stop killing till i drop,