It’s the hood life my niggas! Imagine yourself as a subhuman manlet with no aesthetics waking up after a long night after you burst nuts with ya 27th Bitch with a bottle of henny on last night with a 7$ wine celebration toast and now where’s the blackpill you ask, it’s the fact that shawty was giving back shots to the trap lord goons on his leased hellcat with a burst down Rolex and a rico case behind his back in the street Capitol of the universe - Miami when you went to drop her son lil Aiden on her Nissan Altima with a can of tuna in it whereas the trap lord was giving his D to her G while playing Pooh shiesty’s unreleased mixtapes. The reason he has those unreleased mixtapes is Because he 2nd cousins with pooh’s 2nd goon in command while this poor fag nigga rots as his shawty complains- why you can’t hold it long? Why you ain’t having enough money for my 4th designer and saying she has ‘I have no reason to lie’ is an automatic street hood certified cap. I ain’t saying much y’all it’s just in the street you gotta stay toxic kings and it ain’t it when the trap lord arrives again on his leased hellcat. Hence blackpill is you gotta bag more than Kodak black or it’s over.
