This is a song about "Polo and shell tops"

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

Sipping on this syrup/while im smoking on this dro high as he'll/so you know im bout float

Toss down a mirror and coke, and see if shell choke n snort til lifes no longer a joke,

Scab, fix up look shop joe

V-neck polo, horse be the logo

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Trusted me got me outta,my shell

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,