This is a song about "One digit or two"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

It's only one round, two or three i don't need it

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

Or two. or maybe three?

Hopin' that my niggas see

Niggas that guided me through

One, two, this one's for you,

One, two, this one's for you,

What preceded was the clue

Two thousand and one years after christ

Relationships should never rewind