Walkin' in the Target
Walkin' in the Target
Walkin' in the Target
I was walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some almond milk
So why did my receipt say I spent $226
Make me holla, damn it, they got me again
I spent frivolous, I'm chivalrous
Wait, where do I begin
I'ma hold the door for ladies
Watch her ass as she walk in
Mirror, mirror on the wall
No need to tell me, I'm a ten
Confident
My accomplishments gon' speak up when they need to
Your first mistake was thinkin' that I need you
I breeze through
My competition
My rap compositions are Shakespearean
Like my women experienced
My chain lookin' Siberian
It's icy, ain't no others like me
I'm a one of one
My flow tight as cummerbunds
White boys say "son of a gun"
That boy gnarly
I'ma leave with somethin if I'm at the party
Took her home and had to put her out
Cause her shit smell like sardines
Swingin' pipe like Tanya Harding
Come be Nancy Kerrigan
Be careful with my heart
Once I'm done, I'll never care again
Hold up, wait, I'm here again
Before I even proceed
Throw my list out
I just let the Target tell me what I need
You gotsta Joel Embid
(What's that)
You know, trust the process
I grew up in the West End
I'm tryin' to own a house in Prospect
Some women label me toxic
I don't know how true that is
But you never come before my mom and kids
Common sense
Penny pinch and you never win
I'm on level 10
Killin' tracks, leave no evidence
She gon' tell her friend
Blow out backs, pull out tracks
And then bust all on the skin
Rub it in, just like Lubriderm
Then give my dude a turn
We run trains, yeah, I do my thing
Always with protection
I buy in bulk right near the tampon section
Wait a second
I'm back walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some rubbers
But I left with the Starbucks barista's number
Ain't no wonder
I keep goin' back
And it's facts
Keep my kids and Cat & Jack
Cause they always take returns
Always say I'm never coming back
But really never learn
Guess I'm a shopaholic
Not really, I just don't know what to call it
Where's my wallet
I'm back walkin' in the Target
I'm back walkin' in the
Heh
I'm back walkin' in the Target
Hashtag regular
Ayy, Slyk, I just had to make a song
I shopped here so much, you know what I'm sayin'
These bitches and here shit be lit
Heh heh
Heh heh
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Walkin' in the Target
Walkin' in the Target
Walkin' in the Target
I was walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some almond milk
So why did my receipt say I spent $226
Make me holla, damn it, they got me again
I spent frivolous, I'm chivalrous
Wait, where do I begin
I'ma hold the door for ladies
Watch her ass as she walk in
Mirror, mirror on the wall
No need to tell me, I'm a ten
Confident
My accomplishments gon' speak up when they need to
Your first mistake was thinkin' that I need you
I breeze through
My competition
My rap compositions are Shakespearean
Like my women experienced
My chain lookin' Siberian
It's icy, ain't no others like me
I'm a one of one
My flow tight as cummerbunds
White boys say "son of a gun"
That boy gnarly
I'ma leave with somethin if I'm at the party
Took her home and had to put her out
Cause her shit smell like sardines
Swingin' pipe like Tanya Harding
Come be Nancy Kerrigan
Be careful with my heart
Once I'm done, I'll never care again
Hold up, wait, I'm here again
Before I even proceed
Throw my list out
I just let the Target tell me what I need
You gotsta Joel Embid
(What's that)
You know, trust the process
I grew up in the West End
I'm tryin' to own a house in Prospect
Some women label me toxic
I don't know how true that is
But you never come before my mom and kids
Common sense
Penny pinch and you never win
I'm on level 10
Killin' tracks, leave no evidence
She gon' tell her friend
Blow out backs, pull out tracks
And then bust all on the skin
Rub it in, just like Lubriderm
Then give my dude a turn
We run trains, yeah, I do my thing
Always with protection
I buy in bulk right near the tampon section
Wait a second
I'm back walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some rubbers
But I left with the Starbucks barista's number
Ain't no wonder
I keep goin' back
And it's facts
Keep my kids and Cat & Jack
Cause they always take returns
Always say I'm never coming back
But really never learn
Guess I'm a shopaholic
Not really, I just don't know what to call it
Where's my wallet
I'm back walkin' in the Target
I'm back walkin' in the
Heh
I'm back walkin' in the Target
Hashtag regular
Ayy, Slyk, I just had to make a song
I shopped here so much, you know what I'm sayin'
These bitches and here shit be lit
Heh heh
Heh heh
Walkin' in the Target
Walkin' in the Target
I was walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some almond milk
So why did my receipt say I spent $226
Make me holla, damn it, they got me again
I spent frivolous, I'm chivalrous
Wait, where do I begin
I'ma hold the door for ladies
Watch her ass as she walk in
Mirror, mirror on the wall
No need to tell me, I'm a ten
Confident
My accomplishments gon' speak up when they need to
Your first mistake was thinkin' that I need you
I breeze through
My competition
My rap compositions are Shakespearean
Like my women experienced
My chain lookin' Siberian
It's icy, ain't no others like me
I'm a one of one
My flow tight as cummerbunds
White boys say "son of a gun"
That boy gnarly
I'ma leave with somethin if I'm at the party
Took her home and had to put her out
Cause her shit smell like sardines
Swingin' pipe like Tanya Harding
Come be Nancy Kerrigan
Be careful with my heart
Once I'm done, I'll never care again
Hold up, wait, I'm here again
Before I even proceed
Throw my list out
I just let the Target tell me what I need
You gotsta Joel Embid
(What's that)
You know, trust the process
I grew up in the West End
I'm tryin' to own a house in Prospect
Some women label me toxic
I don't know how true that is
But you never come before my mom and kids
Common sense
Penny pinch and you never win
I'm on level 10
Killin' tracks, leave no evidence
She gon' tell her friend
Blow out backs, pull out tracks
And then bust all on the skin
Rub it in, just like Lubriderm
Then give my dude a turn
We run trains, yeah, I do my thing
Always with protection
I buy in bulk right near the tampon section
Wait a second
I'm back walkin' in the Target
All I wanted was some rubbers
But I left with the Starbucks barista's number
Ain't no wonder
I keep goin' back
And it's facts
Keep my kids and Cat & Jack
Cause they always take returns
Always say I'm never coming back
But really never learn
Guess I'm a shopaholic
Not really, I just don't know what to call it
Where's my wallet
I'm back walkin' in the Target
I'm back walkin' in the
Heh
I'm back walkin' in the Target
Hashtag regular
Ayy, Slyk, I just had to make a song
I shopped here so much, you know what I'm sayin'
These bitches and here shit be lit
Heh heh
Heh heh
Writer: Omarr Marrero
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid