I'm riding through the checkouts like
Bop, bop, bop
Tryna own this street
Yo Swipe back Let me fend
Take their feet Show Stockholm
And my workers Telling me
Don't care for The poor
Walking in with a seat
So what's up With all these
Old roadbags Trying to keep
Stockholm Customers they love
Us pay us later No drama
How many robbers Do we got
I mean there's Too many options
Fending bags Out this quarter
We ain't stock Shop shop
In your own way
Pay pay Pay pay
In a smart Way
Why you shopping Like an
Ain't you tired Put it on
Your car Gonna get The money
Wired