This is a song about "Little dilly"

Asking little kids if they can

Them niggas newbie bang

Pour a little liquor

Poke out from behind her

Into little minces

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Gotta be something for me write this

You are a little tuna fish

Tipping acid, little ratchet

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

But you see my little one,

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

I dilly dally when in this- n' still i batter your senses

Everytime i think of you, even a little

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol