This is a song about "Sweater weather"

Get high together, left ny together

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You'll never catch me in the next man's sweater

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

And i hate the chilly weather

Fuck them, fly together

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Sweater falls i loved them most

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.