This is a song about "Dropping it"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Yeah, now i’m dropping lines like gravity/

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Rappers’ volume dropping, appalled by this naw name

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

And i just shit all on you i call that dropping logs.

Homage paid, i spit flames at names of the game, dropping names,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes