Shopping Spree lyrics

by

Duwap Kaine


[Intro]
I'm really tryna, with the
That b*tch popping pus*y for a shopping spree

[Verse]
That b*tch popping pus*y for a shopping spree
You ain't spending more than ten, you can't shop with me
My n*ggas think you sweet, they plan a robbery
Sixteen, seventeen kept a Glock with me
These n*ggas out here looking, yeah, real sweet
You are not just yelling n*gga, I got real beef
This chopper done made more beats than Chief Keef
I'm a king, 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*tch freaky, 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 this white tee
All these colors in my chain, like I'm Ice T
Mix the wock with the perc, it's tryna fight me
My b*tch want a BBL, think she-
Cartier's on my f*cking eyes, n*gga I can see
I'm the flyest n*gga in the world you gon' ever meet
If I'm tryna stack an M', why the f*ck you think I need sleep?
Stop making all that noise 'cause 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*tching
'Til they start telling their feelings
I got my n*gga with me third wheeling
The way that I'm taking care of my n*ggas the same way I'm taking care of my children
Man you tryna save that b*tch, I'm tryna save up a million
I need a scientist b*tch, while I'm hot, she calling me brilliant
I hate when I got no lean 'cause my body get to itchin'
You know I'm a fiend for them licks, I get to trippin'
I was robbing anybody, I ain't care 'bout no attention
Was robbing anybody, didn't care 'bout nobody spinnin'
I'm in love with Christmas, but I'm on the block grinchin'
You a little f*cking minion, 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
Told the police I'mma be good, I ain't tryna finish no sentence
Hit me with probation, man I swear those crackers trippin'
Catching n*ggas 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*gga, I don't respect no snitchin'
These police officers is equivalent to women
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