CornerStore(feat.DaveBTravisThompson)(Clean)

Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson) (Clean) - Macklemore/Dave B/Travis Thompson

Written by：Dave B/Macklemore

Dave B：

Corner store 2 A.M

Got some mango high chews a bag of chips

Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints

In the Benzo got the Swisher out the window then we dip

Posted at the corner store posted at the corner store

Posted at the corner store posted at the corner store

Travis Thompson：

Okay 2 A.M. I'm posted I'm posted

D**e all in my Jansport

Moving the youth I run with

Might treat your block like a dance floor

Finesse the rent out the landlord

Momma said Pull your pants up

Bending corners and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up

I'm pushin' movin' work improvin'

There's commas on the way

Put the p**sy on pedestal

Blow the medical to the face

It's evident on my face

Rollin' heaven in my new Wraith

Declinin' the call from labels

Still grubbin' on struggle plates

They all wanna know what's next sh*t I don't even know myself

Nah I don't wanna hear your best sh*t I don't really need your help

I'm posted and smokin' just like my uncles before me

I politic with the stagnant forget my day by the morning it go

Dave B：

Corner store 2 A.M

Got some mango high chews a bag of chips

Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints

In the Benzo got the Swisher out the window then we dip

Posted at the corner store posted at the corner store

Posted at the corner store posted at the corner store

Macklemore：

I grew up on Old English that's that malt liquor aha

Never smoked a backwood it was all Swishers uh uh

Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender

I was on a bag of cubensis walkin' off kilter

We ain't have no common sense

Do that dirt and hop that fence aha

Roastin' talkin' sh*t we mobbin' I just got my momma's whip hell yeah

We blow dank out that window right with your tape up it's garbage

I used to roll up a sp**ff

And I mixed the w**d with the Parliament ayy oh sh*t

Couldn't tell you 'bout our future yeah

We was on the corner posted yeah

Wasn't thinking 'bout tomorrow uh

On the rooftop smokin' smokin'

Swisher guts in the Funyun bag yes

I was just doing my thing my thing

Hit the hot food aisle uh uh

Got the gizzards instead of the wings gizzards

But it's all love run my route play the course

Sweatpants shorts wife beater posted on the porch

Reminiscing 2:11 and we smokin' on some Ports

And getting hella faded

Gotta re up so you know we 'bout to hit the