This is a song about "Triple fisting"

The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Faded dreams-schemes have been unbalanced by green on the triple beam.

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

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

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,