#mclovinishere

[vaasmontenegroexperience-blog]

"Mclovin. Is. Here!"

[vaasaisinsane-blog-blog]

Let's take it to the basis, you in the midst of greatness My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it A 40 ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement I'm early to the party, but my 'Rari is the latest Somehow it seems girls in they late teens Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers anus So tell me what your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless You aim it 'fore you bang it let that banger leave you brainless It's just me, myself, and I and mothafuckas that I came with Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me Until I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G Low key, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' Zig Zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with your bitch ass

Walking towards the cell block, cigarette between her lips, she raps along to the lyrics echoing from her iPhone that rested in her pocket. Glasses cover her piercing green eyes, hand grabbing the key ring and slowly making her way to the back cell, opening it. She was going to get a new hostage today, maybe two. She knew this because she saw a boat approach the island, a smirk on her face as she jumps into the bed of a pickup truck, watching the jungle speed past them as they approached the beach.