You ran off with the DD Kong Triple Espresso Personal Hotspot Stem Gripper Runtz.

These Valentinos are from Milan, you fuckin' idiot.

I'm Dracula. I'm 12 million years old.

They needed a stealth soldier, so I put my hands on the hibachi hot plate at Benihana and burned my fuckin' fingerprints off. They will not find me.

The percs done ate lil cuzzo ass up!

She let me hit it. That gash sound like salmon roe.

We smokin' that IBM quantum computer.

Top shelf zaza disrupted my circadian rhythm.

Konnichiwa, you little shit.

Slurpin' a quick release perc off the plate like a pinto bean.

Konnichiwa, you little shit.

They must've forgot I'm him.

We smoking shit in a glass pipe, smoking the Lord's bubbles.

We smoking Sequoia Banshee Boogers.

Hidden Valley Ranch Ice Cream Cake in my fronto leaf got Subanese crystalline shards pokin' out my lungs, fuckboy.

This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'll kill you, you stupid piece of shit.

Call that pussy the Matrix 'cuz I'm in this bitch and I can't get out.

This shit ain't nothing to me, man.

Caught a broke boy trying to come up on my Amazon package, so I skinned his ass alive. Aaahh!!

I'm moving like French Montana, ha.

Last guy who ran out on the pack got choked out by some Givenchy gloves. The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them.

We smoking shit in a glass pipe, smoking the Lord's bubbles.

The percs done ate lil cuzzo ass up!

Himbuktu. Himon and Pumba.

I make a nice stew outta that pussy.

Smoking that Whoopi Goldberg South Egyptian Furburger Deluxe MegaMillions Scratcher Skunk Bubba Kush.

Haha. This shit ain't nothing to me, man.

I'm a dog. I'm biting the fart bubbles in the bath.

Step the wrong way and you will perish.

This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'll kill you, you stupid piece of shit.

There are consequences to your crimes against Dracula.

Step the wrong way and you will perish.

I'm on them Nashville Nibblers.

I'm on them Nashville Nibblers.

I'm a dog. I'm biting the fart bubbles in the bath.

Hidden Valley Ranch Ice Cream Cake in my fronto leaf got Subanese crystalline shards pokin' out my lungs, fuckboy.

I'm the himulation. I'm Him Kardashian.

You ran off with the DD Kong Triple Espresso Personal Hotspot Stem Gripper Runtz.

You think I care about this shit? Ask me if I care about this shit. 'Cuz I don't give a shit.

That Burberry backwoods pack hitting that pussy smell like a hellcat V8.

Smoking that Whoopi Goldberg South Egyptian Furburger Deluxe MegaMillions Scratcher Skunk Bubba Kush.

Hidden Valley Ranch Ice Cream Cake in my fronto leaf got Subanese crystalline shards pokin' out my lungs, fuckboy.

Motherfucker looked like a Resident Evil 5 campaign initiative when we was done with him.

They're sick in the head. They forgot I'm him. I'm the himulation. I'm Him Kardashian. Himbuktu. Himon and Pumba. I got my DNA test back. Turns out I'm 100% Himalayan.

Haha. This shit ain't nothing to me, man.

I used to nut in my socks until the crust smelled sweet. I ain't never goin' back.

Eyes bloodshot, leaning up against the wall, beatin' off to my Chrome Hearts boots.

I'm moving like French Montana, ha.

Told shorty to keep that box breathing.

Fuck it, I ate the opp.