This is a song about "Grandpa sweaters"

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Rockin steele sweaters, wallaby down

He won't sit down, given the crown

Tearing your sweaters and necklaces, cause i'm an expert at recklessness

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

These fendi treasures feeling better than a million sweaters in alaska

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Grandpa. i remember grandpa. we turned his life support off like a camera.

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Wasn't long 'for she found herself at home in his sweaters,

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse