This is a song about "3 miracles"

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

3 homies chilling making classics

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

You'd predict we're a bunch of miracles.

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

And i listen to common

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

,in 3 battle and i'm nasty and grimy

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

I'm showing you, it's flowing through my veins, it's miracles still,