This is a song about "Dip dip dip"

Your girlfriend want to follow

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

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

The real muscle in the message of that

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

All your runners dip when they hear the gun go off.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

And then everybody wanna dip

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

You hear that semi clap/ homie you betta dip

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Dip tho cause her pussy was a forest

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

And dip the mashed potato covered