This is a song about "Trees on the street"

And i got blown like the leaves on the trees is,

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

And still puffin on trees thats the loudest ounces/

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

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

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

The word's on the street so keep your ears to the concrete

Rob you on the street with the nine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Picking up all the girls on the street,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed