This is a song about "Pop threes"

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Is because of you

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Life has put her to the test

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Makes bitches in threes all drop to their knees

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

This is love, nothing else close

Won't run out anytime soon

Pop another volume

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Come see me in my court, scoring them threes.