EVERY CLERK AT THE SHELL IN THE HOOD KNOWS ME

Hook:

Need a plan b from the stow

We gone hit the dollar stow

Rollin on my forty fours

We gone hit the dollar stow

We gone hit the dollar stow

We gone hit the dollar stow

Verse:

Hit the dollar store

I need cookies

Hit the dollar stow

I need swishes

Hit the dollar stow

I need munchies

Hit the dollar stow

I got munies

If it ain’t 7-11

Or a store in the hood

Don’t pull up , you understood

Don’t fuck on me

Get off my wood

Im buzz lightyear

Fuck me right dear

Cowbgirl bitch I got my TOOLIE

Sexy hair due soft as wooly

Fuck with me your ass wooly

Told my label I’m not a bully

But I shoot bitches fooly cooly

Or familar you didn’t knew me

But I shoot bitches fooly cooly

Or familar you didn’t knew me

But I shoot bitches fooly cooly

End Hook:

Need a plan b from the stow

We gone hit the dollar stow

Rollin on my forty fours

We gone hit the dollar stow

We gone hit the dollar stow

We gone hit the dollar stow