Get your fire emojis ready, turtle riders, because you’re gonna want to be throwing those bad boys down like an EBT card for some Market Basket lobster.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the lyrics, and I am not listening to that more than once. Ok, twice. Alright, a third while pussy poppin’ for Mr. RITS before bed.
Here are some important life lessons to take away.
Apparently you can buy a car with dem stamps:
And pay your bar tab when you’re just too ballin’ to throw down some hunnits:
We urge you to support the following local businesses.
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That shawty driving the car can pop that pussy for me. Girl got dat CAKE.
lmfaoooooooo
this is epic
and actually really quality compared to the fake drake bullshit selling shellacked bling everywhere
“im just trying to get out the hood”
werrrd.
i learned so much about how the hood is monopolising on working folks evil man tax dollars i got jealous of that mcguyver shit for a second lol
if naughty by nature were nasty.