This is a song about "Georgian stores"

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

When my first lp drops the stores will be overran

Will somebody please show me how

My records selling out the stores now

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

It's late and you stuck in my basement

The other's an atl georgian and

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

He would probably come in stores like "i invented existence