This is a song about "Trees on the street"

From the back seat, back seat

Yea we hard on the street

I see the kids on the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Picking up all the girls on the street,

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

Girls on the street asking for numbers