I told em

What the fuck?

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 two 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 two 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, two 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.