Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, uh, let me show you where you're sleeping.

Bruh, if this car stop, I'm-a give you

I don't... No. I don't know. Listen...

My car and shit, man.

We were holding each other,

I need shit, Lottie needs shit. You need shit.

-* Just playing it cool? * -* Ooh, ooh *

I told you, man. What happened, yo? What happened?

(laughs) Damn, yo, you Fulton County Police or something?

we need this college fan base.

Yeah, a bunch of the alumni send guns to the frats.

(alarm continues blaring)

-Run! Run! Run! -(laughs)

Oh, shit, nigga, I'm talking about your ass. (laughs)

VIOLET: Oh, my God. I'm such a fan.

* Girl, shake that laffy taffy *

-Bring all black, boy. -Say no more.

-Y'all trying to hang, anybody? -VIOLET: Oh, yeah, we'll hang.

What the fuck is all this shit?

Get in the car.

(people shouting, voices on radio, static)

* She's no good *

Tonight, man... (laughs)

Yeah, a lot of us are from the South.

We know them. They just performed.

And speaking of which, that bitch--

And we're leaving right now.

-What? What? -Come on, nigga.

Oh, fuck no, man!

Nothing, nothing. Oh, my eye.

(Earn kicking door)

What made you go like that, bro? Kickin' the door?

with over 3K followers, it could be tough.

-Oh, word? Cool. -Great. -VIOLET: Okay, come in.