This is a song about "Shop and pop"

Take out pad and paper, time to make this shit pop,

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

This is the part where we run hip hop

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

To pop it and work out life's riddle, man

Money long from here to japan

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

No, no, we are not those

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

When snap and crackle belive that bitch gon pop