This is a song about "Dip your car"

Riding inna hammer dip

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Shoot your tires out and watch your car roll over.

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Your mom won't play it in the car cause it's got cursing in it

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Dip it all in mashed potatoes

Here they keep a rachet close

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I think you got your onstar button inside your car stuck

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

And dip the mashed potato covered

And dip the mashed potato covered

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Does it occur to you now, you're homeless, your car is rental