This is a song about "Tip toeing"

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Kiss my body from the tip top

Rocking on the beats like i'm tryna tip a cow

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

Kiss my body from the tip top

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

No i'll have that bitch wit some glitter then i'll tip her,

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Or never say never though i admit

On point like the mt. everest tip

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

No call it terrorism, the way i blow a hole through you rhymes, got you tip toeing