This is a song about "Triple sec"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

But look, she went and dialled triple o

That's double your skill and triple the syllables.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Niggas dream of a triple beam, my dreams lead to a murder scene.

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference