This is a song about "Flippin off snootches"

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

Whenever you tired i be right there beside, the pillow talk and confide, make your secrets all mine

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

The media just loves to portray it, flippin', poppin' shit,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

And, i passed with flying colors cause i studied more than others

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

Hands off the wheel now you really pissed me off,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across