Shop Til You Drop

[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