This is a song about "Brad dip"

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

No, shit! kick the fire out, now i need to dip!

And i must admit

Riding inna hammer dip

Bad bitches never loved them though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit