Shop Til You Drop

Lyrics

[Verse 1: SenseiATL] I just took your bitch, Michael Jordan how I'm scorin' Stay gassed up like my foreign I be floorin' Stuntin' like I'm Justin, might fuck up the club one time Hundreds in my pocket, but you know I keep a dime I don't work at Nike but I got that check on me Heating up the streets, I keep that heat right next to me Bag a opp but throw the trash up in the dump Flexing all the time Hulk Hogan with the pump [Verse 2: Randy] Smoking on that dope like it's '72 I got purple on me, Yung Randy a bruise Came up out the fucking dirty give a fuck 'bout your views Randy Burns yung boi, y'all ain't got a Blues Clue I be countin' blue benjis, while I sip on this Henny' While I'm drivin' in the hemi, give a fuck about living "Larry! Larry!" all these bitches screaming at me Y'all all sleeping Randy count money, I can't fuck with no sheep Ain't no denim yeah Randy Balmain (ball mane!) Freezer on my neck it gon' keep evolving Pass your hoes around like a damn auction Yeah Randy boy the one like it was a drawing [Verse 3: Larry] Too much in my pocket so I stash it in the closet I just took your bag and you know I went shoppin' What ya working with? I'm counting dirty bread Lit off of Percocets, I can't get worried yet We don't talk to idiots, you can ask my AR I know my Yung Boi got my back he waiting in the car Dumb swag pack, he want his bag back I wish I could but I need a couple racks