This is a song about "Folding clothes"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

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

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads