This is a song about "Dipped cones"

Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

You was bigger than an artist

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Im on. everything i spit is glittered, dipped in gold

Faster and faster i heard sirens so i got back in my car and dipped

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest