This is a song about "Moelested by grandma"

Real nigguh by far these hoes went by a telescope

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

Still listen to big

But no sluts ever passed me by

That got your mother high

Song and lyrics by watsky. covered by me.

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

We don't believe you, you need more people

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

My grandma said, "i can't believe you went out there to studda, you dumb fuck

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm bothered by horrors / ordered by officers