This is a song about "Three point one four"

Lets come up to my city

Second peter one three

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

One two three everybody wana be

One two three, what could it be

But we should be body to body

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

But it stoppes at one point then continues like a ray

Look in the scope, my people still a target

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

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics