This is a song about "Shopping at walmart"

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Niggas is openin' up, cause they ain't popping

Now it's yachts, pockets got enough knots to take mobs shopping

You know where i be at

No car key and i mean that

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Thats why we always broke, everyday is a shopping spree,

Up at three, school at dawn,

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

To love me at all at all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall