This is a song about "Three types of rainfall"

Three of my boys i failed to protect , one word springs to mind , man kind , calls

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

From the discussion of top three

If you ain't about money

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

We're two different types of romance,

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Normally i order three or four of these

And you know its just us three

Let me rideuntil i get free

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I've been through many different types of pains, while holding on to the