Go To The Store by Tae Mackk Lyrics
( hook )
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
( verse )
Buss it down
Real quick
Cooking this chicken
And my bricks look real thick
Streets so bad
I need to go chill quick
I was too busy
Playing with these real sticks
Cops and the bums
Was just hanging and shit
Crips and the bloods
They was banging and shit
Yeah i know my Gs
Throwing rakes in this bitch
All of my homies
Neighbors and shit
See these hoes
Trynna hang with the clique
Go to the store
Hearing banging and shit
Stuck on the corner
Exchanging and shit
Snitching and telling
Why they changing the shit
Ladybug spots
Shoot from the back
Neighboorhood hot
Loot from the trap
Go to the store
We need sum snacks
Playing with pots
Serving sum crack
( baby mackk )
Bullets to me
When it touch me
It tickle
Robbing the store
Taking quarters
And nickels
We seeing cops
And we blowing the whistle
Hide in the bush
Till i give you the signal
Grass really greener
But mine had the crystals
Go to the store
Cause i want me some skittles
Zimmerman looking
He trynna come get you
Look both ways
When you carry your pistol
Shoutout to kyif
Thats his number 1 riddle
Look both ways
Look both ways
Test my gangta
Imma send raw trays
Roll out the pound
And smoke this haze
N double s
And it go both ways
Stick to the script
Better look both ways
Blast at ya homie
If he watching face
Go to the store
Nigga i dont pay
( yeah, Whoo )
(hook )
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store
Go to the store
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
( verse )
Buss it down
Real quick
Cooking this chicken
And my bricks look real thick
Streets so bad
I need to go chill quick
I was too busy
Playing with these real sticks
Cops and the bums
Was just hanging and shit
Crips and the bloods
They was banging and shit
Yeah i know my Gs
Throwing rakes in this bitch
All of my homies
Neighbors and shit
See these hoes
Trynna hang with the clique
Go to the store
Hearing banging and shit
Stuck on the corner
Exchanging and shit
Snitching and telling
Why they changing the shit
Ladybug spots
Shoot from the back
Neighboorhood hot
Loot from the trap
Go to the store
We need sum snacks
Playing with pots
Serving sum crack
( baby mackk )
Bullets to me
When it touch me
It tickle
Robbing the store
Taking quarters
And nickels
We seeing cops
And we blowing the whistle
Hide in the bush
Till i give you the signal
Grass really greener
But mine had the crystals
Go to the store
Cause i want me some skittles
Zimmerman looking
He trynna come get you
Look both ways
When you carry your pistol
Shoutout to kyif
Thats his number 1 riddle
Look both ways
Look both ways
Test my gangta
Imma send raw trays
Roll out the pound
And smoke this haze
N double s
And it go both ways
Stick to the script
Better look both ways
Blast at ya homie
If he watching face
Go to the store
Nigga i dont pay
( yeah, Whoo )
(hook )
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store for me
Go to the store
Go to the store