Dipped - The Cool Kids, Kenny Beats

Whoa, Kenny!

Ayy

Yeah, yeah

Mic check, one-two

Check me out

Heavy metal tack, keeping traction with no kickback (No kickback)

I don’t smoke no Backwoods, they put fiberglass in that (Real talk)

Love myself too much, so I gotta face this blunt (Yup)

Solo dolo in the cut, leaf wrapping, ain’t no guts (Yup)

You talking way too much, too thirsty, tryna fuck

She don’t even know you and finessed you for some bundles (For real)

A band for some Virgils

She shaking ass, making circles, you talking cash like you owe her

If you like it, then I love it, get excited with the money

'Til I pull up to collect and you tell me you ain’t got it

Niggas think it’s funny (Chuck ain’t tripping, I ain’t worried)

That’s a metaphor for «I'm sharpening all four corners"(Click-click)

You can ask Chuck Norris, I don’t know what the score is

But I know we beat your ass and she was pressing me to smash

Told your mama I’ma pass, run it back through the legs

Touchdown dance, Primetime, Deion Sanders (Ayy!)

Folded at the crease

White folks: Please don’t call police (Nah)

I’m tryna keep the peace

But these niggas got a piece

(So I dipped!) Honey mustard with the drip

(I had to dip!) I got to dressing like a pimp

(I had to dip!) Salad dressing with the shrimp (With the shrimp!)

Leave a tip (Tip), I’m finna dip

(So I dipped!) Honey mustard with the drip

(I had to dip!) I got to dressing like a pimp

(I had to dip!) Salad dressing with the shrimp

Leave a tip, I’m finna dip (Ayy, ayy, yeah)

Rain like donuts, sprinkles and shit (Brrrp!)

40 came on, I had to sprinkle a bit (Sprinkle me, mayne)

Rolling up a blunt, start sprinkling shit (Huh, huh)

Looked over at him — «What you think, I’m a vic'?"Yeah

'Cause I just put the coolant in my cup now (Put it down!)

Or I might overheat and then I shut down (Shut down)

Nobody got a ticket to your concert (No!)

To be that goddamn lame must be hard work

I tried to change clothes, but I wasn’t folding

I just typed it in like computer coding (Hello?)

And situations get stickier than spilt lime

Jits jumping out of the whip, ain’t tryna get time

Folded at the crease

White folks: Please don’t call police (Nah)

I’m tryna keep the peace

But these niggas got a piece

(So I dipped!) Honey mustard with the drip

(I had to dip!) I got to dressing like a pimp

(I had to dip!) Salad dressing with the shrimp (With the shrimp!)

Leave a tip (Tip), I’m finna dip

(So I dipped!) Honey mustard with the drip

(I had to dip!) I got to dressing like a pimp

(I had to dip!) Salad dressing with the shrimp

Leave a tip (Ayy, ayy), I’m finna dip

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Go, go, go

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Go, go