This is a song about "Two o three"

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

But look, she went and dialled triple o

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

One two three, what could it be

Yo man bars part number three

Fuck that now trying get the money

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two

I'd done stacked many

At the age of fuckin three

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.

Or two. or maybe three?

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Growing up i had your posters o