This is a song about "Three dimension apple post it"

We like to party

One two three, what could it be

Post cards and my letters

Let's enjoy our younger years

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

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

Not to mention, get your 3d glasses on, put it in the third dimension now

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

The street slang i be speakin in code

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Back it up on me its easy like 1 to three

Will somebody please show me how

Say three things and do it now

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad