7-Eleven - Montay

It’s called 7-Eleven, but they open all night

So we can keep it lit and we can also keep it light

No fright, no fight, just flight. Tight

Outback life no rules, just right

I’m at the Red Box outside seven-eleven

Nothin' catchin so I step inside to heaven

And now I swear I’m home, man — no more need to roam, man

The top-notch hot spot. Fully stocked

On the corner of most blocks

From the valley to the city, this place is always with me

I swear they got it all, goodies up and down the walls

Maximum treats (Cool) cheese wrapped in meats

Sweet. Sonny, this is my Utopia, somethin' like a cornucopia

I ain’t jokin' bruh. Mad candies. Hot and cold sammies

Pizza by the slice, name your vice, get nice — (Yes)

Hard beverages, soft drinks

Quarter Pound hot dogs, bratwurst links

Tiny packs of medicine, Cheap DVD’s

Always relevant, step in for a spree

They got fruit but I wouldn’t trust that, Jack — (Nope)

And sometimes there’s a random ass hat-rack — (What?)

Hot chocolate, Coffee that rips

Cookies, cookie dough, cupcakes, and chips

Dicey outside, you might get clipped — (Sure)

So grip up on your slurpee and stick to the script- (Right)

7-Eleven, but they open all night

So we can keep it lit and we can also keep it right