​grociers

[Intro: Williguess]
This verse goes out to Trader Joes and Safeway and Whole Foods
Uh, Piggies down in the south, I see you

[Verse 1: Williguess]
Bitch, where the ham at?
Laminate my sandwich
Fried fake meat on the beat like Italian
Italicize my body after eating expired goat milk
Alternative sources on you whores like I'm old milk
Copping ravioli and I'm slurping out the insides
Call me a porn star 'cause I'm slurping out the insides, big rhyme
Cauliflower and holy hour
I mix the 2 like soups and I can't control my powers
I am eating grapes like every hour
Brush my teeth 'cause I only eat the oranges when they sour
High off these hemp seeds
Fly as I ramp speed
Drinking rye like the catcher is in me
No sus but I must get this shit for free
More pee, please
I buy it by the gallon at my local Safeway
This ain't a Safeway, mayday

[Verse 2: Grayson]
Don't know where I'm going like eating chips in the dark
Go down the chees aisle, man, it smell like a fart
The bananas, they look like Bart
Dick shaped, also like Bart
Go down the snack aisle in my wheelchair
Just like a shit song, man, I don't care
Ooh, that ass thick like a pear
Oh, I'm sorry Jesus, I can't swear

[Outro: Grayson]
Rapping over this beat is so fucking hard
What the fuck
Oh
I'm so sorry, Jesus
*laughs*
Fuck this shit