dip dip diver

[Intro]

Straight oil

And then that baking soda keep getting watery (It don't give it a chance to foam)

And it keep going down (Right, okay)

When that motherfucker go all the way down (Right)

I start running the water in the sink (Uh-huh)

But what I do is, I take the little stopper (Uh-huh)

I put the stopper in there (And put the whole pot in there)

I put the whole pot in there, but no water go in the pot (Right, you make sure that—)

Sitting there, it's just changin' the temperature (You just changin', yeah)

And as I'm beatin' that motherfucker, you can see I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm beatin' it

Yeah, it's like, it, it, it look like Laffy, like taffy (Yes)

And that motherfucker gettin' hard, it gettin' hard

And, and when it's, and when it's, and when it's gettin' back to its form (Uh-huh)

I start puttin' the craters in it (Uh-huh, right)

Like little egg holes

Yes, I start doin' that and then I just leave it (Right)

Now, when them other, when you feel the bottom of the pot, it be still kinda hot (Uh-huh)

I let it sit for a little bit, maybe like five minutes (Yeah)

And then I galvanize it with the cold water (Right)

And that motherfucker come out hard as that speaker every time (Right)

Hard as that speaker, you heard? (Right)

That shit'll break a razor blade (Right, right)

And then, when he get where he goin'? (Uh-huh)

He got a lil' time limit to move it (Right)

Because what happens is the baking soda will start rottin' in the oil (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

And it'll get crumbly (Uh-huh)

It's gon' be hard for a minute

But if it get rotten, it's gon' almost be like (It's gon' fall right apart), it's gon' fall apart (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

It'll get a nigga out your face (Yes, just leave)

You happy?

Registerin' on that clock, that's all it's about

Because where he's goin' at, right? (You see what it is)

Go, I gotta go meet shawty, what's happenin'?

He gon' be sellin' it in the next ten hours (Right, right)

So what I'ma do is

Uh, uh

[Verse]

On the stove, I threw a party, Bacardi Limón

On the edge of the sink, a digital scale and a revolver that's chrome

I'm on the road, three phones, same passcode, three-fifths of a human

No flowers for the groomsmen, movin' through the metropolis like a blue-ring octopus

My tentacles are venomous

Tactician in them tenements, serve 'em two at a time

If you buyin' twenty, you can skip the line

Every gram get broken down, weight sales, I decline vehemently if you see her with me

Her purpose is obvious, novices lookin' for love, from point A to B

She movin' the drugs, paraphernalia, et cetera

Pull on the Mecca, ain't no catch up

In the soup kitchen, you eat what you handed

Reprimanded open-handed for leavin' a Marine stranded

Carcasses get retrieved, no reprieve

Fifty sleeves down the drain in a day, he came to play

She a queen to who? I'm steamin' through

No time to converse, you caught me at my worst, I'm back wigglin'

Time limited, C-95, slot time unlimited

Dip, dip, divin', what's the distorted face on the Black man symbolizin'?

They thought the penile would've penalized him if he grew two roots

[Outro]

Yeah, say that