This is a song about "Dollar tree"

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Dedicate my time , to the dollar sign

Tree is moving because its windy

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

Now im sitting right under that money tree

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Making dollar bills out of music

In the midst of a fire pit

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Like water is to a tree,

High heel wearer, hell of a body