CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Shopping Spree
That b*t*h popping pu**y for a shopping spree
That b*t*h popping pu**y for a shopping spree
You ain't spending more than ten, you can't shop with me
My n***as think you sweet, they plan a robbery
Sixteen, seventeen kept a Glock with me
These n***as out here looking, yeah, real sweet
You are not just yelling n***a, I got real beef
This chopper done made more beats than chief keef
I'm with Kaine, but I'm rocking Alexander McQueen
You wouldn't spend over a hunnid, you don't really like lean (you don't like it)
Tris and some Wock, that excite me
This b*t*h freaky and she got some panties that say 'bite me'
But all this money in my pocket, it ain't gonna like me
All this hate, all this anger, this just how his life be
Look like Doe Boy in these forces and a white tee
All these colors in my chain, like I'm Ice T
This the wock, this the purp, it's tryna fight me
My b*t*h tryna beat me up, think she-
Cartier's on my f**king eyes, n***a I can see
I'm the flyest n***a in the world you gonna ever meet
If I'm tryna stack a m' why the f**k you think I need sleep
Stop making all that noise cus that choppa put that boy to sleep
This SRT is spinnin', I'm in Atlanta lookin' for a happy ending
You know why I love women, yuh, until they start b*t*hing
'Til they start telling their feelings
I got my n***a with me third wheeling
The way that I'm taking care of my n***as the same way I'm taking care of my children
Man you tryna save that b*t*h, I'm tryna save up a million
I need a scientist b*t*h, while I'm hot, she calling me brilliant
I hate when I got no lean because my body got the itches
You know I'm a fiend for them licks, I get to trippin'
I was robbing anybody, I ain't care about no attention
Was robbing anybody, didn't care about nobody spending
I'm in love with Christmas, but I'm on the block grinchin'
You a little f**king [?], sit back and count up my spinach
Military sticks, I ain't nothing but a lieutenant
And I like foreign whips, ain't none of these sh*ts be rented
Tell the police imma be good, I ain't tryna finish no sentence
Hit me with probation, I swear those crackers trippin'
Catching n***as acting bad, yeah, they do that for a living
I really do not get it, that cannot get my attention
You want respect with that badge, n***a, I don't respect no snitchin'
These police officers is equivalent to women
That b*t*h popping pu**y for a shopping spree
You ain't spending more than ten, you can't shop with me
My n***as think you sweet, they plan a robbery
Sixteen, seventeen kept a Glock with me
These n***as out here looking, yeah, real sweet
You are not just yelling n***a, I got real beef
This chopper done made more beats than chief keef
I'm with Kaine, but I'm rocking Alexander McQueen
You wouldn't spend over a hunnid, you don't really like lean (you don't like it)
Tris and some Wock, that excite me
This b*t*h freaky and she got some panties that say 'bite me'
But all this money in my pocket, it ain't gonna like me
All this hate, all this anger, this just how his life be
Look like Doe Boy in these forces and a white tee
All these colors in my chain, like I'm Ice T
This the wock, this the purp, it's tryna fight me
My b*t*h tryna beat me up, think she-
Cartier's on my f**king eyes, n***a I can see
I'm the flyest n***a in the world you gonna ever meet
If I'm tryna stack a m' why the f**k you think I need sleep
Stop making all that noise cus that choppa put that boy to sleep
This SRT is spinnin', I'm in Atlanta lookin' for a happy ending
You know why I love women, yuh, until they start b*t*hing
'Til they start telling their feelings
I got my n***a with me third wheeling
The way that I'm taking care of my n***as the same way I'm taking care of my children
Man you tryna save that b*t*h, I'm tryna save up a million
I need a scientist b*t*h, while I'm hot, she calling me brilliant
I hate when I got no lean because my body got the itches
You know I'm a fiend for them licks, I get to trippin'
I was robbing anybody, I ain't care about no attention
Was robbing anybody, didn't care about nobody spending
I'm in love with Christmas, but I'm on the block grinchin'
You a little f**king [?], sit back and count up my spinach
Military sticks, I ain't nothing but a lieutenant
And I like foreign whips, ain't none of these sh*ts be rented
Tell the police imma be good, I ain't tryna finish no sentence
Hit me with probation, I swear those crackers trippin'
Catching n***as acting bad, yeah, they do that for a living
I really do not get it, that cannot get my attention
You want respect with that badge, n***a, I don't respect no snitchin'
These police officers is equivalent to women
