This is a song about "Blwin trees"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Spit flame causing forest fores these rappers talkin smokin trees

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Sprouted all these money trees

That'll do anything that i please

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice