Ever wonder what it's like to live in a world where window shopping is as foreign as Martian landscapes? FRVRFRIDAY and Lil Baby paint that picture vividly. In this banger, they're flexing hard, flaunting their wealth and success while dismissing any notion of just looking without buying. The lyrics are a high-octane blend of bragging about their riches, from Rollies to VVS diamonds, and calling out those who bring unnecessary drama into their lives. It's clear: they’re all about action, not talk. This track is an anthem for anyone who's tired of the nonsense and ready to make power moves—no window shopping allowed!
Window Shopping
Lyrics
(This that Paperboy)
Where your money? Get it poppin' (where your money? Get it poppin')
Never seen no window shoppin' (never seen no window shoppin')
Glad I never had to rob
Now FRVR like a mob
They ain't hit me with the nonsense (Sheesh)
This a Rollie, fuck deposit
I'm bored of gettin' money if I'm honest
Baby, let me get the context
Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense?
Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass
I'm in the mood, so I like that fast, okay
Sent a message and I sent it back, uh
(Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the-, with the nonsense?)
Know you tryna sex me (know you tryna sex me)
Wanna get the best me, yeah
Heard these niggas wanna test me, yeah
Got the aura that protects me, uh
In the corner throwin' lefties, yeah
Now I see that they're to get me, uh
Towards me, that pussy friendly, uh
(Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the-, with the nonsense?)
Where your money? Get it poppin' (where your money? Get it poppin')
Never seen no window shoppin' (never seen no window shoppin')
Glad I never had to rob
Now FRVR like a mob
They ain't hit me with the nonsense (sheesh)
This a Rollie, fuck deposit
I'm bored of gettin' money if I'm honest
Baby, let me get the context
Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense?
Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass
I'm in the mood, so I like that fast, okay
Sent a message and I sent it back, uh
(Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the-, with the nonsense?)
We go through the back now, so it definitely ain't no window shoppin'
Never been too choosy, but on God I got plenty options
Shit that I done been through with the squad, we forever locked in
Whatever the order, check the Forbes, yeah, your boy poppin'
They don't really love you, they just love what you can do for 'em
But I love what you can do for me
The way you check that, get respect for me
You deserve a couple checks from me
No rubber, but it's safe for me
No matter what, you wait on me
VVS they skate on me, them bitches try to lay on me
That FN gon' stay with me
Told them boys don't play with me
Half a million dollars and the driver go from A to Z
I be on some other shit, that shit that they can't wait to see
Take your body, make you melt, I try to do that every week
You be on my mind all the time, even if we don't speak
I be on the grind all the time, you get the real me
Choppa speaks forever, nah for real, you feel me?
Where your money? Get it poppin' (where your money? Get it poppin')
Never seen no window shoppin' (never seen no window shoppin')
Glad I never had to rob
Now FRVR like a mob
They ain't hit me with the nonsense (sheesh)
This a Rollie, fuck deposit
I'm bored of gettin' money if I'm honest
Baby, let me get the context
Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense?
Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass
I'm in the mood, so I like that fast, okay
Sent a message and I sent it back, uh
(Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the-, with the nonsense?)
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Jauston Brandon David, Tommy Ruhingubugi
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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