Quick s&f
Yo, I'm sooo sophisticated.
I'm Hittin Vegas in Givenchy Fragrance. 2 Ladies on each arm - walkin w/ the slickestt graces.
Hoo-Ah! The kid is famous. I'm Al Pacino in a Valentino. Fine Italian suit fit & tailored to show off the authentic labels.
Pad like the Avengers station; even have initials stitched on my Pillow Cases & the Condo's pristine ocean view have u swearin to Godd it's a Simulation.
From dinner reservations to parking spots - I keep a few partitioned spaces. Never fuckin needed a Secret Invitation.
Plus I keepa Few Blammers. Hear a Boom Shatter like Bruce Banner
Thor forging w/Two Hands. Ruuude Clamor. All ya Hear is Thunder when I take the casing off the New Hammer
&&Fuckk ya Fams Intractable Pain. After I Spray ya corpse'll Expand with Decay
I'll Examine the Rate of Ash til Remains r 'Dust to Dust' - & then Pack in the Grave.
It's a Fact you cant Change; you were ALWAYS dirt... now shit turned out Exactly the Same.
Don't shoot me an innocent look, brah. I see past these acts
Cuz One Punch to 'Schad-Doughy Eyes' will have em described as exactly that.
Keanu Reeves when I blamm & squeeze like packets for Mac & Cheese
Maaan jusst leave. I murdered Barc then he came back stalkin me as Cro, that's Brandon Lee.
Last edited by Saint; 03-24-2018 at 02:31 PM.
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