Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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