Grandpa's Jam

No I ain't your bro so don't call me brother

Cause hoes they know I'm one bad motherfucker

Team supreme, so fresh so clean

So pro you know, I'm like Mean Joe Greene

Pass the peas, hold the cheese

You could roll with Rock or you could swing on these

These, these, these nuts

Rocking all you bitches with the old school cuts

So please, please, please shut up

I got a lot of love but I'm all out of fucks

Rolling like the Doobie Brothers

Doing it my way, rocking down the highway

Rolling right through you suckers

Lame duck ass bitch ass broke motherfuckers

Slow down baby...

I'm a true blue blooded all American badass

I heard you're calling me white trash

Come and say it to my face bitch

And I fuck you in your ass quick with Taylor Swift's dick

They call me Nutty Professor

Staring down the barrel of an old Winchester

Another big buck down

So fuck lady up, I don't need her around

Wolf gang Puck, I ain't fucking around

Straight laying it down while you're punching the clown

Slow down baby...

Spring time, swing time

Shit I'm a little smarter than your average man

Moonshine, new time, red wine

I rock harder than your memaw's chair

They call me ridge reaper, the stone cold creeper

The pure hardcore thrift store antiquer

But I ain't really got a fuck to give

So I'm a do what I do and do it big, you dig

Hit you with the heavy so it's steady cause I'm ready

Yeah I ball like Betty so they call me the yeti

Don't dress preppy, ain't never been a Techy

But I got a lot of pennies like J Paul Getty

Don't take selfies, crash like Chelsea Handler

Kiss my ass and don't tempt me

Cause I ain't scared to spray back [?]

So motherfucker, don't be fucking with grandpa

Slow down baby...