This is a song about "Lingerie store"

Wait 'til you see what we've got in store!

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

I do pacsun like the store in the mall

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

These rhymes are telegraphing what i got in store

I store archives, bigger then landslides.

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Spitting by the door or to slow how i store

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store