This is a song about "Panties"

Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping

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

Only real niggas stay on top

Make the ladies' panties fog

Fuck hookers man i get ass for free, panties drop as soon as i crash the scene

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Droppin' shields like panties cause she wants the d

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Now go pull up your panties, and let go of my hand please