Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't believe y'all got me out here like this, man.

Shit I could be getting,

-How we living? -Don't be rolling up on my mans like that, bruh.

Are you fucking kidding me, man?

I knew this would happen.

Oh, shit, come on. Come on. What the fuck?

-I think he's staying with family. -(laughs)

Forget it, man. Hey, y'all got weed?

You remember that song, um...

All new, Sundays at 10:00 on FX.

So you into snap music?

-(static) -MAN (on radio): We believe that freedom and security--

TRACY: That shit was crazy, huh?

Y'all are crazy.

Look at this shit. They cut up all my shit!

(overlapping shouting)

-TRACY: Fight this nigga? -ALFRED: Earn. -Yeah.

We got a few of these, too.

Hey, uh, here, come on.

All this fucking running. Shit.

I wasn't asking you. What the fuck you think

man, that bitch was crazy from the start, man.

That's fucked up, bruh. For real.

Exactly. And I found her on Instagram.

(exhales loudly)

-Yo, that was a great show. -Good for a college set.

-We good, man. -Yeah, we're good. Thank you.

-Mm-hmm. Yeah. -Hey, man.

-Let's go. Let's go. -Yeah.

so you could save the same amount of money I would

Nigga, this is your fault.

* I'm swaggin', I got flavor *

You don't give no fucks. (laughs)

ALFRED: Mm-hmm.

-This place kind of stinks. -Damn.

* I clap a nigga like patty cake *

This kid's killing it. Clark, you killed that tonight.

ALFRED: What the fuck are we running from?

(music continues faintly)

You need me, just give me the signal.

I knew her ass was crazy, man.

No, goddamn it. God, man!

"I'm not in the mood."

he's supposed to do?! You think you're the only one?