STO Lyrics

Yeah

Ok

She gon bust me down

In front the sto(re)

Send the young boy to the sto(re)

We need Ice and cups

Send the young boy to the sto(re)

For some chaser

Send the young boy to the sto(re)

For the liquor run

Send the young boy to the sto(re)

We need papers

Grandma used to send me to the sto(re) for her cigarettes

With a written note and they would go and really gimmie it

Mama used to send me to the sto(re) to play her lottery

Youngest of my cousins

I got sent to the store for everything

Frooties, resse's, Now-n-Laters, crunchy curls with meat and cheese

TT(auntie) gave me my first pack nigga

Now i sell everything

Had to hide my Jordan's an Girbaud's

At my homie crib so O.G. wouldn't know

Phone on silent when I'm home

But my line stay bussin'

Nigga

Line stay bussin'

Bussin

I'm the sto(re)

I'm the sto(re) nigga

She gon bust me down

I'm the sto(re)

Lil' bae I'm the sto(re)

If you want it, i could get you that

If it ain't in stock then we gon ship it from another branch

And if they ain't got it, I import it with a little tax

But still for the low

I done been cut out the middle man

Buy it wholesale sell it retail, re-up

And it' gon sell long as life hard, real shit

Buy good work, hire good workers, feed them

And it won't fail, long as niggas need a escape

Feel like the plug tryna make me the scapegoat

Keep hitting me over the head with all these pounds

I might get a concussion

But as long as the hits stay coming

Bet my line stay bussin'

Yeah

I'm the sto(re)

I'm the sto

I'm the sto

I'm the sto

And my line stay bussin'

I'm the sto(re)

I'm the sto

Aye what you want from the I'm the sto(re)

Aye you ever be watching porn on yo phone

And get a random phone call from your auntie

Or lil cousin an just fuck up the whole mood mid fap

You be saaaaaalty