This is a song about "Shooting threes"

I'm everything that they call nice

Come see me in my court, scoring them threes.

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Amen, they say you only live once

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Hit the ground so hard you start seeing in threes

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

Back when we was shooting up cops

Fucking each others moms

Why am i back to shooting up again?

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

I got ones, threes, all the sheez you wish your js were as fresh as these

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities