Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This negro stakeout shit

Oh, my God, man.

That boy's music is fuego

Yeah, the rapper. You manage Paper Boi, right?

It's all yours.

Was it short blonde hair?

I'm... I'm just lookin' for my jacket.

I've been looking all day for this.

Yeah, well, he's pissed.

- All right, thank you. - I'm gonna ask you to leave.

♪ That I had been going through the same things that he has ♪

That's what we need to do, bro.

- That's right, man, to the back. - Aight. Aight.

- Who's that? - Swift.

No. No, you don't understand. It takes your soul, man.

I'm gonna retrace my steps,

but that's besides the point.

Keep an eye on that bush!

- Yeah. - Okay.

Are you coming in?

My baby mama's cousin gonna drop me off.

Do you gentlemen know Fidel Arroyo?

Get out of the car. Put your hands up now.

That's my jacket.

[women indistinctly arguing outside]

♪ Was the start of something good ♪