Lyrics STO - CantBuyDeem

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