This is a song about "Table tops"

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Where would i be without my dogs

Blood stainin black and white tops

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

While you stand under the table

And he aint even cum, she just started licking tops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops