[Intro]
R.I.P. BT
Trap Money (Gang), gang (Gang)
Ganged out, still ain't changin', huh, huh, huh (Gang-gang-gang, gang-gang-gang)
Huh, huh, huh, go, go (Gang-gang-gang, got that thang-thang-thang)
Shit was runnin' low
Brrt (I woke up this morning)
Runnin' low (I gotta go back to the store, yeah)
Go (Huh)
[Chorus]
I woke up this morning, all I heard was the door
Fiends goin' crazy, ain't hear my phone, my shit was low (Brrt)
Then I went to my stash and my shit was runnin' low (What the fuck?)
First thing hit my mind: I gotta go and get some more
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store (Go)
Line goin' crazy and I'm workin' with that woah (That woah, them Os)
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store
The hypes, they goin' nuts, I want their bucks, lil' bitch, on folks (Huh?), go (Go)
[Verse 1]
First thing's first, let me do this pass out (Go)
And I got that thing that make these niggas pass out (Cho)
Lil' bitch on my dick, that's 'cause I got them bands now (So?)
She better sit her ass down (Go), I'm tryna move these grams 'round (Go)
Oh man, damn, clown (Woah), I'm runnin' low, re-up (Let's get it)
Gotta break some shit down just to make sure we up (Let's get it)
Your bitch ain't fuckin' 'round, she just hit me up (Brrt, hello?)
I told her ass to eat up and I fucked her knees up (Top me)
We up, liftoff, pump, jump, Kris Kross (Go)
I'm workin' with that shit, dawg, that shit I'm tryna get off (That work)
Made your thotty knock me (Top), had broski knock some shit
Bitch, I ain't Rick Ross (Nah), but Dutcho ass a big boss (Ah, ah)
I'm sippin' drank (Trappin'), I'm smokin' dank (Trappin')
Off the zip (Trappin') and the paint (Trappin')
Where the o-z and that p-t?
I feel lusty (Trappin'), then—
[Chorus]
I woke up this morning, all I heard was the door
Fiends goin' crazy, ain't hear my phone, my shit was low (Brrt)
Then I went to my stash and my shit was runnin' low (What the fuck?)
First thing hit my mind: I gotta go and get some more
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store (Go)
Line goin' crazy and I'm workin' with that woah (That woah, them Os)
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store
The hypes, they goin' nuts, I want their bucks, lil' bitch, on folks (Huh?), go (Go)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, we sippin' out the pint like the [?], who that? (True that)
I be in the field with the steel 'cause they'll do that (Huh)
Plug bitch hit my line and she cryin', tryna do that (Top)
That's a not fair trade, where the cake? Bitch Nu' that (Kill that shit), kill that
Silly uncle, Weezy F., a milli' up on niggas, but
I ain't do it, that was lil' Billy, boy (Billionaire)
Ayy, though, free crack, where the sack? That was Bibby, boy
So let you hold what? I don't credit, you's a silly boy, goofy
Lil' funny fuck, get your goof'-ass (Goofy)
"The first, on the next Monday, Cho," get your goof'-ass up outta here (Goofy)
Pelle Pelle my outerwear, move that dope, get it outta there
Fuck the opps, then get up outta there, and if tow truck smack, I'm gettin' outta there (Foe'nem grave)
But until then, I'm performin'
It's two o'clock in the morning and I'm mixin' D with Dormin
This shit wet like [?] pipes on Morgan
Ayy, just bought my foreign and now I'm finna park on St. Lawrence
[Chorus]
I woke up this morning, all I heard was the door
Fiends goin' crazy, ain't hear my phone, my shit was low (Brrt)
Then I went to my stash and my shit was runnin' low (What the fuck?)
First thing hit my mind: I gotta go and get some more
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store (Go)
Line goin' crazy and I'm workin' with that woah (That woah, them Os)
I gotta go back to the store, I gotta go back to the store
The hypes, they goin' nuts, I want their bucks, lil' bitch, on folks (Huh?), go (Go)
To the Store was written by FBG Dutchie.
FBG Dutchie released To the Store on Tue May 17 2016.