This is a song about "Clothes"

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

We don't do laundry we just buy more clothes,

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

You rain-bows, so you just skittles in plain clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks