This is a song about "Triple apple"

Sippin' lean, crack on triple beams, now i'm doin' things,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

That's double your skill and triple the syllables.

We vegetables, on them record labels

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen