Retail Therapy by Balt Getty Lyrics

[Child Voice}

My daddy’s Balthazar Getty, ya heard me?!


[Teenage Girl Voice]
Oh my god like when I shop it’s just like I, I feel like I’m one with god or whatever


[Balt Getty}

Purplehaus, Purplehaus now



Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Spending so much I'm scared of me
Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Spending so much, I'm scared of me


[Devante]

This shit therapeutic

Nike said just do it

King like Martin Luther

KKK, cop cool kicks

She asked me

Are you rich?

Only if your head game stupid

Good head, good sex, get good shit

Gucci gang, gucci gang, got a good bitch
I need to wake up and pull up shop at the mall

Tell that designer to put all the good shit on hold

We don’t do lay away

Got band on me I’m a start a money train

Sun tan on me, dancing with the devil eh

Four grams on me, I’m a need the andale

Andale, andale!

[Balt Getty:]

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Spending so much in scared of me

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy
Spending so much, I'm scared of me



Sunday woke up feeling down

Not sure what is wrong me

Should I stay, fucking pray?

Work I may

No way, no way!

Flip up the mattress, grabbing 30 stacks

Head to Fairfax

Go to Supreme

Dropping two stacks

Go to Melrose

Peep out the hoes

Which way did they go, which way did they go?

Fairfax then Barney’s

Segals

Fucking Maxfields, all my peoples

Oliver People’s

Head to the jet

Fly off to New York, bet



Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Spending so much, I'm scared of me

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Retail Therapy, Retail Therapy

Spending so much, I'm scared of me