DIP

I told em... What the f*ck? Yeah. I told 'em dip, high up off a pound, I ain't down about no bitch. Find me at the Crown, rolling loud and counting chips. Boy I get around, got 2 pack up in the whip. I just flipped it 'round and pound it out and tell her had to dip. Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Had to tell that hoe to... Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Yeah that Infvnt finna dip, I've been swerving off the thirty. That double cup of 'tussin, boy that muddy got me dirty. Diamonds on me dance and that DJ got me sturdy. Chicken heads been clucking in the coupe, a bunch of birdies. Stuck up in the muddy, think that buddy need a winch. Team of divas dreaming, someone scheming, need a pinch. I'm that goblin with that green, it ain't no problem for the grinch, Infvnt pop out on the scene and probably make a fucker flinch. Ay I told em dip, dip, dip. Bezels got me flooded, infant run and finna slip, catch him swapping out the hummer for the beem so I can fit. Whipping up this butter into cream, I need it thick, had to tell that shawty dip. High up off a pound, I ain't down about no bitch. Find me at the Crown, rolling loud and stacking chips. Boy I get around, got 2 pack up in the whip. I just flipped it round and pound it out and had to tell her dip. Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Had to tell that hoe to... Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Infant take a hotty, know I like it fat or slim. Bunch of broads with brazy bodies built like Kath and Kim. Pack of rappers capping with that trash, like grab the bin, I be blazing on a J all day the way I pack it in. All this damn sativa got me wheezing, breathing bad, boy don't really need no reason get to squeezing, bleeding mad. Grind and find a check no Nike tech, I need a bag, brody really bought a birkin in before he seen the tag. Boy don't mean to brag, no comparing to the jit. Scared to make an error, best prepare or lose a chip. Slide in the Carrera, tyres wear until it flips. They ain't catch him on the strip, finna tear it for a slip, had to tell the bro to dip (skrrt). High up off a pound, I ain't down about no bitch. Find me at the Crown, rolling loud and stacking chips. Boy I get around, 2 pack up in the whip. I just flipped it round and pound it out and had to tell her dip. Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip. Had to tell that hoe to... Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip, dip.