Arriving inebriated late at the 711

future song

first of all, I'm as anxious as you
you're at a 247 job and this county doesn't hold curfew
I just want to get a few snacks and a brew or two
I don't know what I want at all
so I'm gonna be longer than you checking out that whole group
I'm gonna look at the chocolate then look at the chips
then go to the pastries and be outwardly excited if y'all still have my s**t
Forgot I want a slurpee too, gonna taste test every flavor there
Just treat me like white folks, I won't get tangled in your hair
And I wear combat boots every season so be fair
I'm not looking for no smoke so you can sit back in your graveyard shift chair
If I got my woman with me, were gonna be a little loud
we're too high to hear our voices from rolling beans and chain smoking loud
Don't mind the smell, I just forgot to take the roaches out
When I get to the counter don't look all up in my mouth
I'm gonna ask for cigs and some blunts too so don't be in a rush to f*****g pout
I don't want any small talk or jokes about what I bought
I'm in a rush to get home, got too much on me tonight to get caught
I'm gonna sit in the car a sec and then light a cig next
gotta get my mind correct before my foot on the gas makes another step
gonna look through my playlist to have the perfect song to blast driving home
I swear I'm a peaceful customer if the cops come you never saw me and you don't know.