Gridline Studios, RedFriction, Mr. Tibbs - Walmart vs Target lyrics
[Gridline Studios, RedFriction, Mr. Tibbs - Walmart vs Target lyrics]
Calling all Customers, a limited time offer
Watch Walmart get wrecked by all the
Rhymes I have to offer
I’m the hottest on the market
Check my-Self Out while I’m beating you
Goodnight, Mr walton this is the
Only time I’m greeting you here’s a thought
Stop changing your damn layout
Every couple days!
If the customers aren’t serviced
Then you’ll drive them all away
Think you’re above the law? Well
Suit up! I’ll throw up my Betty Dukes
I’ve got my "Target" acquirеd! No
AEDs is gonna fuck you
Open the Gates to my Cash Buffеt
Because my business is Bloomin’
I could count on one hand how
Much your customers are consumin’
I was cha chinging in China
While the Canucks left you wincing
You can’t hold a Canadian candle to
The bucks that I’m bringing #1 in saving
Dropping rhymes and prices like bombs
Your stores only best at being the
#1 place for soccer moms
The Walton name is priceless
You can’t compete with my prices
Hell, in two years I could solve and
Pay off the student debt crisis
The Watchmen called
They want their logo back
Bullseye wouldn’t touch that shit if it
Was a bacon covered snack
Maybe my store has the
Karens, but, my friend
You’ve got all the druggies
My prices are still low without
Having the waters muddied
While you were checking your prices for
Your dogs first class seat
I ran up so much profit
They’re still middling in the east
I expected more
But I guess you only get what you paid for
I’ll finish your ass in a moment
There’s someone at the door
I got a 2 day prime delivery
For a couple of dying brands
I’m one click away from you
Two catching these magic hands
Target, let’s be real, you’re just Kmart 20
And all your 1800 stores are as
Boring as your priced down flow
You, Walmart
Maybe open some fucking lines for a change
And stop hiring the elderly
Maybe some money could be made
Here, I’ll recommend a book
It's called "Learn How to Rhyme"
‘Cause unlike you fools I expect my
Deliveries to always be on time
Watch Walmart get wrecked by all the
Rhymes I have to offer
I’m the hottest on the market
Check my-Self Out while I’m beating you
Goodnight, Mr walton this is the
Only time I’m greeting you here’s a thought
Stop changing your damn layout
Every couple days!
If the customers aren’t serviced
Then you’ll drive them all away
Think you’re above the law? Well
Suit up! I’ll throw up my Betty Dukes
I’ve got my "Target" acquirеd! No
AEDs is gonna fuck you
Open the Gates to my Cash Buffеt
Because my business is Bloomin’
I could count on one hand how
Much your customers are consumin’
I was cha chinging in China
While the Canucks left you wincing
You can’t hold a Canadian candle to
The bucks that I’m bringing #1 in saving
Dropping rhymes and prices like bombs
Your stores only best at being the
#1 place for soccer moms
The Walton name is priceless
You can’t compete with my prices
Hell, in two years I could solve and
Pay off the student debt crisis
The Watchmen called
They want their logo back
Bullseye wouldn’t touch that shit if it
Was a bacon covered snack
Maybe my store has the
Karens, but, my friend
You’ve got all the druggies
My prices are still low without
Having the waters muddied
While you were checking your prices for
Your dogs first class seat
I ran up so much profit
They’re still middling in the east
I expected more
But I guess you only get what you paid for
I’ll finish your ass in a moment
There’s someone at the door
I got a 2 day prime delivery
For a couple of dying brands
I’m one click away from you
Two catching these magic hands
Target, let’s be real, you’re just Kmart 20
And all your 1800 stores are as
Boring as your priced down flow
You, Walmart
Maybe open some fucking lines for a change
And stop hiring the elderly
Maybe some money could be made
Here, I’ll recommend a book
It's called "Learn How to Rhyme"
‘Cause unlike you fools I expect my
Deliveries to always be on time