This is a song about "Chip shop"

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Countless bitches like spree shop, connect like free spot/

Just want it all to stop, wait for god to close up shop

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

There will never be a day where i'm vacant and ill never be placed in a shop!

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

I ain't even really need that shop class

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

From mechanic shop to full time, never took a vacation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win