This is a song about "Sushi shop"

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

The shop is a pot of gold surround by assholes

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

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

That cellphone that i bought

Faded like a barber shop

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

So we goin out thea. set up shop and get it on out thea.

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

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Stop begging for benjamins, beget your recompense and start wrecking shop with