This is a song about "Dip head"

See i let my nigga split that

Lets go for a swim we'll call it a dip,

Who dat, who dat? cole world

And dip the mashed potato covered

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

And dip the mashed potato covered

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Bitch take a dip before i equip with a clip

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip

Wit my kin that i came in wit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Clean out the register, dip before somebody catches ya