This is a song about "No dip shit"

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

You hear that semi clap/ homie you betta dip

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Dip it all in mashed potatoes

Every night i stroke hoes

I’m first class on my trip trip

And then everybody wanna dip

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

And dip the mashed potato covered