Niggaz can eat my luggie grits. Straight up.
Yea, I spit packets of snot in em. You heard right my nigga. Scoop. Eat. Digest them shits.
Yall graff niggaz make me laugh. I aint even livin. I died son. I live on a cloud nigga. A spraypaint cloud.
F'real. Yall really like this clean, pretty, transformer looking graff shit. Haha. Eat the grits nigga.
Blade. Comet. Spade. Bruz. Ghost (oh you hearda Ghost huh? take off that Stussy azz faggot nigga).
Straight disco cocaine, 3am, I just fucked a hoe wiff AIDS––yeah I knew she had AIDS...so what nigga? S'how I be livin...rusto wiff the paper labels. Just ate some Taco Bell. Piss right behind this thrash can right here. Yeah...das it. Lil bump of dat white lady.
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