Grandma Lyrics

I was told to never pick em' up

Cuz they're covered in germs

If it's a penny a nickel or a dime

Into my pockets they go

She mixed vodka with orange gatorade

I remember the smell

Step on a crack and break your momma's back

That's why grandma's insane

Ziploc bags filled with coins

On the coffee table

A heads up penny is good luck

That's what she used to say

"Heads or tails" she said "You ain't livin' for free"

"Heads or tails" I said "It doesn't matter to me"

K I S S I N G

But girls are covered in germs

She used to hug me and kiss me on the cheek

I could smell she was drunk

She used to take me on trips to the bank

With a jug of coins

She made me pour em' into the tank

I didn't have a choice

Ziploc bags filled with coins

On the coffee table

Grandma Penny didn't give a BEEP

That's what she used to say

"Heads or tails" she said "You ain't livin' for free"

"Heads or tails" I said "It doesn't matter to me"

"Heads or tails" she said "You ain't livin' for free"

"Heads or tails" I said "It doesn't matter to me"

"Heads or tails" she said "You ain't livin' for free"

"Heads or tails" I said "It doesn't matter to me"

"Heads or tails" she said "You ain't livin' for free"

"Heads or tails" I said "It doesn't matter to me"