This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

Inducing my movements / as i'm improving my fusing on tracks

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle

Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be