This is a song about "Istagram trey woods"

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Nity? all i have now is to live in the woods and cook squirrel's carcasses,

Beef with me tails will break hips, trey flips adlibs of horrorcore, but more,

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Kd trey 5 ballin with the nigga russell westbrook

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood