I am obsessed with this dude. He keeps his Glock at the Vatican so he just ate the opp. Heās HIM!
āIām moving different
This shit aināt nothing to me man, Iām a dog. Iām biting the fart bubbles in the bath
We smoking Symbiote
Smoking that Whoopi Goldberg South Egyptian fur burger Deluxe Mega Millions scratcher skunk bubba kush
We smoking dung beetle
Iām on 12 vicodins, smoking on Scooby-Doo dick
We smoking Sequoia banshee boogers
We snorting that good Buffalo Soldier tamarind Jordanian gibbies
They must have amnesia, they forgot that Iām him. That Burberry backwoods pack hitting that pussy smell like a Hellcat V8
We smoking shit in a glass pipe, blowing the Lordās bubbles
Iām sick in the head
Iām on them Broward county Tic-Tacs, Iām on them Georgetown Geronimoes
Iām on them Nashville nibblers
I left my Margielaās in the Benz truck, Iāll have to stunt on them next time
I donāt give a fuck if I go blind, I donāt need to see the price tag anyways
Iām high on 12 Jason Bournes, looking to beat the cum out of a thick, fresh oak
We smoking filtered crack you stupid piece of shit, Iāll fucking kill you
Call that pussy The Matrix, cause Iām in this bitch and I canāt get out
Last guy who ran off on the pack got choked out by some Givenchy gloves. The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them. Slowly faded into darkness, and I let the archangels take him. I need more Sequoia banshee boogers
Donāt be shy girl, I love me some Pastrami mudflaps
Iām moving like French Montana: haan
Welcome to the Cream Kingdom bitch, open up. Blac Chyna, Iād drink her piss out of another manās balls
My shooter a crackhead, he look like Woody Harrelson
You aināt seen ten bands in your life, jit
Reach for my neck, youāll get turned into an example
Yāall gotta stop playing with me man
I threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the great pyramids. I pushed a camel through the eye of a needle. This shit aināt nothing to me man
Tied the opps to the back of a Trackhawk and dragged them around the block for 24 hours
Motherfucker look like a Resident Evil 5 campaign extra after we was done with him
Opps wanted some initiative, blew up their entire quadrant
Iām moving like Oppenheimer
She dropped that ass on me from an egregious angle, they thought I was Stephen Wallace
Top shelf zaza, disrupted my circadian rhythm
I have seen the Magna Carta, I have the seen the Eye of Horus
I was flipping bricks for Mansa Musa before yāall even became a Type I civilization
This shit aināt nothing to me you stupid piece of shit
Step the wrong way and you will perish
That pussy feel like Biscoff Butter
You think I care about this shit? Ask me if I care about this shit, cause I donāt give a shit
If I had a dollar for every time they said I gave a shit, Iād be broke cause I donāt give a shit
My bitch look like David Hasselhoff
I balled so hard they thought I was a fucking nutsack
This shit aināt nothing to me man, Iāll kill you, you stupid piece of shitsā
Dude has seen the magna carta? And doesnāt know what good citizenship is?
He forgot after that Biscoff Butter and
āThis shit aināt nothinā to me, man. Haters in shambles. They stay pickinā the corn out of my shit. This Smith & Wesson got me movinā like an invasive species. I got Midas touch, fuck boi! Bitch so bad, I made her shit in my chopped cheese. Iām at the bank about to withdraw all of it. These Valentinos are from Milan, you fucking idiot. That Fentanyl gave me Vitruvian Man flexibility, got me in a state of rigor mortis. Caught a broke boy trying to come up on my Amazon package, so I skinned his ass alive. Ah! We smoking Serg Ibaka spinal fluid-infused quick-release percs. She spread it and let me take a deep sniff of that Mahi Mahi. I gave that pussy a raspberry. They needed a stealth soldier, so I put my hands on the hibachi hot plate at Benihana and burned my fucking fingerprints off. They will not find me. Konnichiwa, you little jit. Snortinā some premium modest yahoo got me fighting for my life. I make a nice stew out of that pussy. Blacked out on the Percocet, ordered a Desert Eagle off Amazon. I used to nut in my socks until the crust smelled sweet. I aināt never goinā back. Hidden Valley Ranch ice cream cake in my Fronto leaf got Subanese crystalline shards pokinā out my lungs, fuck boi. Iām in Gƶbeklitepe shirtless in a loincloth, blowinā bareback asshole out smokinā aqueduct filtered sherm. Told Shorty to keep that box breathinā. Yeah, sheās squeezinā the garlic. We smokinā Java, man. Face pressed up against that monkey sniffinā for dear life. The Cuban link will turn the diamond tester into a pipe bomb. Glock 34 shivered his timbers. Blew her back out usinā a mama-skin condom. Dick pussy free-ballinā like Shaq and Kobe. Iām smokinā Mesopotamian, Stanley Cup, triple award-winning, soul bleeder, taint blaster, JD Power Associates, dingleberry zaza. We smokinā that IBM quantum computer. I canāt wait to curb stomp you in these dumb ugly-ass Rick Owens shoes. Iām Dracula. Iām 12 million years old. When I hit it from behind, the room smells like absolute Meechee. They said I wouldnāt shit on them. I spread my cheeks and hit āem with an absolute screamer. Little bro was emaciated. The percs done ate little cuzo ass up. These cops are interrogating me about an ounce of weed as if I didnāt kill an Applebeeās hostess two miles away. I come from a long bloodline of Italian leather. My Bottegas have veins pumpinā through them. Smokinā indigenous fronto leaf in a bacon, egg and cheese, hashtag Le Chemin du Roi. Eyes bloodshot, leaninā up against the wall, beaten off to my Chrome Hearts boots. Opps was talkinā crazy. Shot āem in the mouth. My Audemars Piguet worth the GDP of Yemen. If this watch breaks, the foreign exchange market will take a 28% hit. People will die. My diamonds come from the most horrific situations possible. Slurpinā a quick release perc off the plate like a pinto bean. I keep my Glock at the Vatican. She squirt on me. I love being covered in the Chichi manga. Theyāre sick in the head. They forgot Iām him. Iām him-ulation. I am Him Kardashian, Himbuktu, Himon and Pumbaa. I got my DNA test back, turns out Iām a hundred percent Himalayan. Fuck it. I ate the opp. She let me hit it. That gash sound like salmon roe. You ran off with the Diddy Kong, triple espresso, personal hotspot, stem gripper runs. There are consequences to your crimes against Dracula. Get shorty outta here. Sheās built like a Jay Electronica verse. I swear Bezos said it best. Iām a mud baby. I canāt stop. I have more percs than there are stars in the Leo cluster. Iām claiming every corner, every block. Fuck it. Iām coming for every enzyme. Snortinā dexy, eatinā skate right outta the lake. Opp was sneak dissinā on the Gram turned his city into Pompeii. These aināt no mall mange, you ugly bastard. They want to drive a wooden stake into my heart for pullinā my cock out at the Toronto Blue Jays game. All Iām saying is I paid for the tickets. My Ducati leather trench coat bright red. I look like 10 million crawdads fuckinā. That elite pussy turned me into a radical. Iām movinā lucrative. Iām in the pod smokinā sa-boo-ba, smokinā that good shoo-be-doo-wa. Iām fucked up in the crib listening to Trill Sammy. Iām on the Ivory Coast eating vermilion snapper. War is all I think about. Iāve never been scared in my life, jit. This shit aināt nothinā to me, man. I need my percs. I need my percs. One perc is never enough. Popped a Brazilian butt berserker and had that pussy screechinā like a harpy eagle. [Urgh] Iām smokinā that shit that makes the toes curl. Iām doinā a lotta drugs, a lot. Walked along the sand dunes of the Sahara Desert for 40 days and 40 nights with nothinā but a of Newports and a fifth of Henny. I really do this shit. Iām startinā to get real pissed off. What the fuck is Obamacare? Hey Obama, I donāt care about shit. Look at this shit. I sold crack to myself, spun around the block so many times they thought it was fuckinā Minecraft. We smokinā that Boomhauer. Choked his goofy ass out with a B.B. Simon belt. She wanted Dick, but I gave her crack. Iām smokinā lizard taint, sniffing monkey. Itās Monkey Monday. Show me that monkey. Ah! Iām gettinā too much money. Iām fucked up drinkinā a Chinese Modelo. Iām smokinā on that hush puppy limĆ³n. Broke boy wasnāt ballinā enough. Welcome to the Wong Dong Tigers. These Ferragamoās are real, cunt. I got more sticks than a fucking forest. I have the blueprint to the catacombs Pop four flimflams at KOD came out with hepatitis. This shit aināt nothing to me, man. Iāll fuckinā kill you. I smoked a new opp. His meat came right off the bones. The first time I smoked Runtz, I coughed so fuckinā hard. I started passinā kidney stones, then shat myself in front of the gang. There was scat all over the pounds- There was scat all over the pounds we shipped out for the next 30 business days. I donāt have any compassion for broke boys. Everybody has an asshole. Most people have dick and balls. Go outside and get a bag. I knew the perc was fake, but I still ate it because Iām a gremlin. Iāll air this bitch out like I shit in it. I took two Limitless pills to limit myself. I got so much cheese in my pocket, they thought I was a fuckinā calzone. That pussy balder than Howie Mandell. Crashed the Benz truck, sip some mud, everything felt alright. Popped a bean, now I want to kill someone. Yeah, I drill with my mask off. Iām moving like Gilbert Arenas, snippinā white phosphorus. The Vatican wants to wet me up with silver bullets, but Iām on a goddamn samurai pill. Iām a real creature. Iāll spin the block, huffinā spores, to see tomorrowās stock market. Lungs lookinā crazy. Rollinā the olā flesh cigar around your fingertips. Boy ran off with a Banjo Kazooie. I had to cast a spell on that motherfucker. I got strands of RNA in my hookah. Every puff is an insult to God. The dust pack got me doing the third-world stare. This zaza will give you a 2019 Alex Caruso hairline. Chopper small and sturdy, built like Wilmer Valderrama. I let her hit the zaza just to buy her a bit more time, but all she wanted to do was fuck my brains out, then euthanize herself. Dehydrated the soot between her ass cheeks and snorted that shit through my eyelids. Trackhawks sound like game seven. Yahoo! Iāll give you that fluoride stare. Pussyās so tight, I had to scissor her ass. This Henny got me feelinā crazy. This Henny got me wantinā to shit. This Henny got me feelinā like DDG. My bitch pussy fatter than Druski. Drank man, please! Iām thirsty. Iām ready. Iām trying to pour up. Drank man, please! This Henny makinā me want to go to the mall and do somethinā crazy. If Santa come down my chimney, Iāmma fuck him. [Urgh! Urgh!] Thatās what my Hellcat sounds like. This shit aināt nothinā to me, man.ā
what a blast from the pastā¦good ole dragnet!
The āgood oleā days?