This is a song about "Real tree"

Even if it tends to be about tree

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Of bad bitches and good tree

They gotta point em out baby

Like what i just did on your front lawn's tree/

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Tree is moving because its windy

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Like an apple from a tree

And my kick game beyond crazy

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,