Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Mwah. -Bruh...
(Alfred and Darius laugh)
TRACY: Not like these, nigga.
So, want to roll?
Long live fresh.
Been growing since forever.
You know?
* Paper Boi, Paper Boi *
Cool.
* Pull up if you wanna buy a half, it's all there *
-* All from Cali to Decatur, boy * - Stack it *
You're Watching Atlanta On FX Originals
-Yeah, damn. -(door opens)
I'm-a get that shit to go, too.
can I help you find anything today?
I called you, like, six times.
Here you go on that house slave shit, nigga.
Respect, man. Hey, you getting the same thing, right?
Right in front of me, he took a bunch of shoes.
-Appreciate it, man. -I'm Clark County.
-Let me see them. -Nah, nah. Not yet, man.
-What's new? -Oh, just hanging, man.
Where the fuck is this asshole?
All right.
Man, any store. See, the mall got these gift cards
FX presents Atlanta.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Man, these white people are gonna love me.
My uncle-- he's got a farm up there.
What's up, Earn? How you doin', baby?
BRIAN: Uh, hello, sir. Uh...
-BLACK: Hey... -Whatever, nigga. Whatever.
Those gift cards, they work in here?
-Yeah? That cool? -Sure, yeah.
-What's good, bro? -What's up, man?
Cool. Come on, then.
SHAG: So, I pretty much stay with some of that, like, always.
-PETER: Cool. -Cool.
For the puppies.
-Good. I'm good. -Good to see you.
I love learnin’
Yeah.
(music starts, stops)
-EARN: Damn, that shit is crazy. -ALFRED: Ten years.
Nah, no limit.