nah son, i ain’t got no snapchat. I’m old-fashioned. just fax it to me. fax me the nudes.
*pulls up in a lil ice blue mercedes*
*steps out in a lil vintage fubu jersey dress*
*takes my red lollipop outta my mouth for a lil min*
*ties up the strings of my manolo blahnik timbaland boots*
*applies more gel to my baby hairs*
*watches u hoes turn green wit envy*
Thinking about your future is one thing. But thinking about the future without that one person you want to be there….