This is a song about "I drop my bars like"

Rocks drop, when i come i hear a knock knock like

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Counting on my powers, showers, #i #drop like bausch and lomb

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

So i throw a couple more bars till his fucking knees drop

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My bars are like a store on black friday

Everybody put three fingers in the air

I drop lyrics like every last tear,

Like i took out portions of your spine you want bars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box