𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐭
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩
𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞
𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞
𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭
𝐎𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡━━━━━━━━━▲━━━━━━━━━
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊
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"Don't fuck around, you heard." I said to the camera before leaning back in the seat of this Lamborghini I rented."Rest in Peace 3D, Knotty..." my homie said to the camera too before standing up straight.
The cameraman just recorded for a little longer as the guys talked more shit to the camera before he finally nodded.
"Cut," he said before holding the camera down some, "Okay that was a good take, now let's do this street scene." he said before turning around and walking off.
I got out the car as we were all in front of the Bolla market gas station finally finishing all of what we needed over here.
We had been shooting for Welcome to the Party for about an hour now and just got one more scene which is the street one where I'm rapping out the car while my homie drives.
For the most part this video was mad chill.
We got half the footage from a slight listening party I had so we ain't gone be out here too much longer.
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Fanfic𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 cau·tion | \ ˈkȯ-shən \ 1. alertness and prudence in a hazardous situation; care; wariness: 2. a warning against danger or evil; anything serving as a warning: 𝐓𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 �...