Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck Shopping, artist - Starlito. Album song Theories, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grind Hard
Song language: English
Fuck Shopping |
I just took the profit, said fuck shopping |
Then doubled up on everything that I was copping |
My young nigga hit me talking bout some robins |
Next week I heard that he was back robbing |
You got to stack it up and make it count |
I know one bad lick’ll take you out |
Buying brand names that you can’t pronounce |
I take that same thing and put it in my account |
I been swerving all day through this traffic |
You don’t know the risk I took to get this bread I’m stacking |
Can’t explain the reason I’m strapped with this automatic |
Before I let you kill me them people gone have to grab me |
Know niggas rather rob and hustle, but please don’t jack me |
I’m scared of what I might do back, I’m talking closed casket |
Bitch blowing up my phone, she’s a money bandit |
I remember when I was broke and she couldn’t stand me |
I was on the corner serving work up out the plastic |
Now they say that I move weight, that’s what rumor has it |
Can’t be stupid with that bread, I’m smart enough to stash it |
If you had money for a minute then you Quanie Cashing |
Whole summer it been dry, I been moving packs |
Pinch hitter, I got niggas who think they up to bat |
I front that shit out to my people, let em double tax |
AF2O got that work, now who the fuck is that? |
Same team still thugging since my younger days |
Hustle don’t fuck with everybody, stuck in his ways |
I guess my ways kept me safe, guess it’s safe to say |
Hey I was putting niggas on, you was catching plays |
Difference between me and you, you ain’t what you say |
Keep this between me and you, I said that in your face |
So many diamonds in my watch my jewler lost count |
Hey I was building on my brand, you was missing out |
I lost my money like a goddamn so many times that I went crazy |
Never count on anybody that I know to owe me something |
Like ay homie, when you gon pay me? |
They tryna get in front of me, won’t nobody throw me nothing like |
Damn, I should’ve been saving |
All this young nigga shit, I done that shit, Lito, brought up in the 80s |
Versace, Versace, no not me nigga |
My niggas gon chop up this profit |
I get off the road, I make a deposit |
I’m tryna put my lil cousin through college |
Damn right I got it, it’s staying right in pocket |
Paying all these bonds so ho your nails might not get polished |
Grind hard when I’m |
Ain’t shit changed, I’m the same nigga |
I didn’t have a dollar to my name nigga |
You the type to go broke and then blame niggas |
I did three shows in the same ‘fit |
FILA bro, I can’t change nigga |
Hustle man, Quanie Cash, Lito giving you the game nigga |
Make it count |