[Chorus]
 
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
Em
This is fucking awesome
 
 
[Verse]
 
Em
Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
 
Nah, I'm just pumped, just bought some shit from the thrift shop
 
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
 
The people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey."
 
Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine,
 
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
 
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
 
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
 
(Piiisssssss)
 
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
 
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
 
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
 
Bummy and grungy, fuck it man
 
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
 
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
 
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,
 
No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you)
 
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
 
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
 
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
 
I bought a skeet blanket, and then I bought a kneeboard
 
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Miller
 
John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
 
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
 
The sneaker heads would be like “Aw, he got the Velcros”
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
 
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 
This is fucking awesome
 
[Verse]
Em
What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
 
What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?
 
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage
 
One man's trash, that's another man's come up
 
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
 
'Cause right now I'm up in her skirt
 
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
 
I'm that, I'm that sucker searchin' in that section (Uptons)
 
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
 
I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker
 
The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker
 
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
 
They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."
 
I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."
 
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
 
Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit)
 
I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit)
 
I call that getting tricked by a business
 
That shirt's hella dough
 
And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
 
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
 
Trying to get girls from a brand? Then you hella won't
Em                   G A B D
Then you hella won't
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
 
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 
This is fucking awesome
Em
I wear your grandads clothes
G
I look incredible
A
I'm in this bigass coat
G                     A
From that thrift shop down the road
Em
I wear your grandads clothes
G
I look incredible
A
I'm in this bigass coat
G                     A
From that thrift shop down the road
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome
 
 
 
(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)
Lyrics
Hey, Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?
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What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome.
Walk into the club like “What up? I got a big cock!”
Nah, I’m just pumped, bought some shit from a thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty
People like “Damn, that’s a cold ass honky!”
Rolling in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly’s sheets (Pisssssss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents!
Bag it, copping it, washing it, ’bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else been has walking in
Bummy and grudgy, fucking it, I am stunting and flossing and
Saving my money and I’m hella happy, that’s a bargain bitch
Imma take your grandpa’s style
Imma take your grandpa’s style
No for real, ask your grandpa
Can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you!)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found, dig it
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a knee board
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like “Ah, he got the Velcros!”
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome
What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowing about wearing a fur fox skin?
I’m digging, I’m digging, I’m searching right through that luggage
One man’s trash, that’s another man’s come up
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button
Up shirt, ’cause right now, I’m up in here stuntin’
I’m at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I’m that, I’m that sucker searching in this section (Uptons)
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, secondhand and rock that motherfucker
The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
They be like “Oh that Gucci, that’s hella tight!”
I’m like “Yo, that’s fifty dollars for a t-shirt!”
Limited edition, let’s do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a t-shirt, that’s just some ignorant bitch shit
I call that getting swindled and pimped, shit
I call that getting tricked by a business, that shirt’s hella dough
And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don’t
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Trying to get girls from a brand, man, you hella won’t
Man, you hella won’t
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome
I’ll wear your granddad’s clothes
I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road
I wear your granddad’s clothes (Damn right)
I look incredible (C’mon!)
I’m in this big ass coat (Big ass coat)
From that thrift shop down the road
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome