This is a song about "Droppin"

Thats why when i spit i be droppin deep rhymes

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,

Killin' imagery, droppin' bitches just like elephants

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Droppin' shields like panties cause she wants the d

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Now i ain't actually droppin' panties but you don't have to be mad at me

Plus we've been droppin' hooks and ballin' like our fuckin' shit's kareem,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream