[Verse 1: Pep Love] I got that work, come and cop a Lava t-shirt Teeny boppers flirt, I'm just slinging merch I don't even really know my worth But I can tell you about these CDs and tag up your chichis Getting money is the thing Plus I got these fans, they're my friends and they're hip-hop fiends Never let another rapper shine 'Cause after I rhyme, I'm at the merch booth On my grind, the grit and the grime The Sankofa sign Pep Love get the money when I go for mine I can talk obnoxious and walk with a bop Just because I know I got this stock in boxes The crowd gathers round and flocks us I'm perched at the merch booth trying to get acquainted with your pockets Hot chicks, you can get a discount When you meet me at my room you don't want to miss out Clocking that merch, stocking that merch Rocking that merch, we got that merch
[Verse 2: Pep Love] I love y'all, you know I love y'all I'm standing on stage, but not above y'all We A alikes if you listen to the music From the booth to the stage to the booth with my new sh** I'm enterprising, I'm improvising I'm catching eyes because I'm rocking so many different items I got a purpose I'm a motherf**ing merchant and making moves urgent Rhymes in my mind get dimes on my line To reach mankind I just take it one person at a time The product that I conduct Will have that merch moving like water in an aqueduct And whatnot I got my own, I got my crew, too Sweatshirts, stickers and hats is what the booth do For my true blues we bringing good news And you can get it from us, I thought you knew Clocking that merch, stocking that merch Rocking that merch, we got that merch