This is a song about "Two three four roses"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

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

So here it is on myself ... are you ready one , two three lets go

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

One two three four five six seven eight nine

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Or two. or maybe three?

All i want is you baby

One two three everybody wana be

Nothin sweet when i attend, see