Falcon The God - Tree Love (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by: King Ko$a] [Intro: Falcon The God] "You should be a drug dealer" I be like yeah i know But this ain't d** baby This is the Hydro And I know what you need You need some trees to blow But baby i got that weed Lets see how far it goes Oh, La-da-da-da Oh, La-da-ey-ey [Verse 1: Falcon The God] I know you smell it, by the way you look i can tell it No need to be shy, baby I, know this room is overwhelmed with All the clouds, we smoking loud Just bring yo' friends, and bring that mouth I can see you high as f** But f** the love I'm not your spouse I'll roll it up and stretch you out baby Oh I knew you were down for this You got a whole new sound for this Red on your lips girl, you a clown for this But you know I ain't never sleep alone You just glad I'm here tonight And you a b**h for this bone I know you know, what I like Oh we high, rock my world And I don't give a f** where we at I got you girl [Pre-Hook: Falcon The God] And I've Been looking for some inspiration yeah And you got what i need, p**y, weed I nuh wanna take the lead Girl I'm lifted you can tell By the way my eyes bleed [Hook: Falcon The God] Green Love Lets talk about some, Tree Love They wanna talk that, Real Love, Ey Lets talk about some, Tree Love [Verse 2: Falcon The God] God gave us a choice, and it started at the tree Thats when man first found love Oh how ignorant was he Baby we ain't gotta' fall, that was never my intention And I know you have regrets, way more than you can bare to mention Girl i get it, oh i do You just wanna roll one too You been stressing all day, I got blunts, I got a few Bottles that we can sip Baby yes it's just us two But nobody can know, the dark and hidden truth You my smoke buddy, and I want nobody but you All these b**hes fake stoners they just want to fit into What's popular, but I make you scream like a opera, I do Make that p**y tremble then I bid that p**y adieu [Pre-hook: Falcon The God] [Hook: Falcon The God] [Verse 3: Tizey Blice] Came to the spot, she was stunting in them jeans Then she buss' that bag open showed me a quarter pound a weed Packs of the swisher and the "Rizzlas' for me I don't love her, she don't love me but we both in love with the trees She just wanna smoke and f** and s** a dick Sexy as f** but ain't one of them girly, girly chicks She like, " I love the way you grind, you always on your sh** I think that imma' go and get 'KiteLyfe' tatted on my tits " She ride the dick like a pro We f** until we both tired, smoke, then we f**ing some more Glory Blunts ain't the only thing that she blow She blow a lot of things but she ain't never blow up my phone Off that OG Kush and lil Purple Haze Came for a night but she end up spending a couple days Ass and them blunts thicker than Jhonny Blaze And we bout to get baked i call it Frito Lays [Pre-Hook: Falcon The God] [Hook: Falcon The God] [Hook: Falcon The God]