2024-12-15

Dracula

We straight gassing, cutting straight to the bricks. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. We smoking runts. Shorty got a BBL, took that shit out because she couldn’t run. I had to do it to them.

Snipe! I went Judge Judy on that pussy. Snipe! I’m not loyal to anybody I’m a demon. I have no loyalty for anyone. Never did, never will. Shorty chose to be with a demon sounds like her problem to me.

This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. My money longer than James Cameron. On and off the court, straight fundamentals no funny business. This shit ain’t nothing to me man. Moving like Dracula, we get it back in blood. You see it. I really did this. I’m really him. Flip the whole brick into an empire. Stop playing with me.

I have no sympathy. I live for this shit. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. Haha. I’m nice with it. My money long. My pockets deep. No pocket-watching in these parts. We straight gassing, cutting straight to the bricks. Chanel optics got me seeing shit. That pussy better stink otherwise, I don’t want it.

Popped a Perk 30, got straight to fucking. That pussy dulce. Smoking fentanyl-laced cereal milk I see God. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. That pussy got me screaming, crying, pissing, shitting, shooting ropes. Yeah, we gettin’ that Pirate Bay alien shish kebob corty sev money. I hope them aliens are real so that I have more things to fuck.

Smoking the Qui Gon Jinn Vietnamese Phillips head runs. She sucked me like a cordless Dyson V8. I’m in the K hole, licking balloon not. When I got the meat cannon, I’m shooting straight ropes. This shit ain’t nothing to me man. Chanel optics got me seeing shit. I need fentanyl slime. I just poured a whole garbanzo bean. Fuck you mean? I smoke real Armani rapscallion ghost nuggets. Y’all can’t fuck with me. I’m him. I’ve been him. I’ll continue to be him.

Yellow rubies glistening like piss. Gulping sea monkeys by the gallon. My tummy feel crazy. That coochie yummy, slime. That coochie doing it for me, slime. They thought they could stop a demon. I’m back. This Zaza got me speaking Esperanto. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. We out here cloud seeding. The scope gleaming. You can’t trust me I don’t even trust myself. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m getting too much money. Ass so fat, I’m peeking off this Danny Phantom slime. Can you remind me who I am? Get the president on the phone now. I fronted him a brick I need my money.

Hello, Blac Chyna. I’m moving different. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. I’m a dog. I’m biting the fart bubbles in the bath. We smoking symbiotes. Smoking that Whoopi Goldberg South Egyptian fur burger deluxe mega million scratcher skunk Bubba Kush. We smoking dung beetle. I’m on 12 Vicodin smoking on Scooby Doo dick. We smoking sequoia banshee boogers.

We snorting that good Buffalo Soldier tamarind Jordanian jibbies. They must’ve amnesia they forgot that I’m him. That Burberry Backwoods pack hitting. That shit smell like a Hellcat V8. We smoking shit in a glass pipe, blowing the Lord’s bubbles. I’m sick in the head. I’m on them Broward County Tic Tacs. I’m on them Georgetown Geronimos. I’m on them Nashville nibblers.

I left my marelas in the Benz truck. I’ll have to stunt on them next time. I don’t give a fuck if I go blind. I don’t need to see the price tag anyway. I’m high on 12 Jason Borns looking to beat the shit out of a thick, fresh pope. We smoking filtered crack, you stupid piece of shit. I’ll fucking kill you. Call that pussy The Matrix because I’m in this bitch and I can’t get out. Last guy who ran off on the pack got choked out by some Juuni gloves.

The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them slowly fading into darkness as I let the archangels take him. Yeah, I need more SEO Banshee boogers. Don’t be shy, girl. I love me some Pammy mud flaps. I’m moving like French Montana. Huh. Welcome to the Cream Kingdom, bitch. Open up, Black China. I drink her piss out of another man’s balls. My shooter a crackhead he look like Woody Harrelson. You ain’t seen 10 bands in your life, jit.

Reach for my neck you’ll get turned into an example. Y’all gotta stop playing with me, man. I threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the Great Pyramids. I pushed the camel through the eye of a needle. This shit ain’t nothing to me, man. Tied the ops to the back of a Trackhawk and dragged them around the block for 24 hours.

Mother Fucker looked like a resident evil five campaign extra, after we was done with em.

Ops wanted some initiative so I blew up their entire quadrant. I’m moving like Oppenheimer. She dropped that ass on me from an egregious angle. They thought I was Steven Wallace. Top shelf Zaza disrupted my circadian rhythm. I have seen the Magna Carta. I’ve seen the Eye of Horus. I was flipping bricks for Mansa Musa before y’all even became a type one civilization. This shit ain’t 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 cuz I don’t give a shit.