Pocket Gods from Store Credit by Finderella
Tracklist
| 4. | Pocket Gods | 3:00 |
Lyrics
Saint Sticker Tag, Lady Loose Change, hear me
I used to chase markdowns; now let returns steer me
I bargained with coins like they knew my name
Now I bargain with truth, won’t play that game
If I flinch tonight, stamp me with shame
Bless my line, small gods, reframe
Take this pocket plea, keep my hands clean
Let the porch see me new, not mean
Take this pocket plea, keep hands clean
Let the block see new, not mean
From price cut praise to return-line praise
From quick dark plays to clear bright days
Receipt in the liner, we raise
Receipt in the liner, we raise
Yard-sale altar by the milk crate throne
I place my wants down, leave them alone
If I break this vow, take my phone
Call my auntie squad to bring me home
From price cut praise to return-line praise
From quick dark plays to clear bright days
Receipt in the liner, we raise
Receipt in the liner, we raise








