This is a song about "Money tree"

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Now im sitting right under that money tree

I delete they history

Like water is to a tree,

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

You a lady boss, now you fly free

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Even if it tends to be about tree

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Malia family, we the family