Bro, I'm being honest, that fit is fucking, fucking hard as hell, bro, like, your fit is better than fucking Nike's, Jordan, Air Force's, every kind of shoes, bitch, Skechers, bitch, but, your outfit is not better than them Cocomelon shoes, come on now, and them Paw Patrol shoes, bitch, actually, your outfit is ass, go change that shit, bitch, you look like you finna fucking throw up in a fucking cup, like, come on now, come on, bitch, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Yo, the shoes go hard, bro. Yo! Bout to put this shit on Free Fonda, boy.

Pull your fucking pants up, your balls are about to fall out and I don't fancy seeing your dick on a Sunday night, man.

Babes, you were trying to pull that thing, weren't you? Like... I don't care about the fan off. But like... Look at those drippers. Like, mm-mm. Those are scrumptious. Like, dude. Free drippers.

It's a 10 out of 10 like it's a really good fit, but like I can see your dogs, bro Like your your dogs are barking at me like I'm looking at the motherfuckers and those fucking fish slides, and they're going WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF

So this the ***** that been takin' all of my bitches. Jesus Christ. I might just hand them over to you from now on, man. I don't even think I can compete. Tch. That majestic-ass outfit. God dang. I mean, why would I want to compete with somebody who has such taste and style? I mean, it's just impossible. It's a losing game. I'm playing a losing game, my boy.

Wow, what the fuck?

are those the fucking flippers from fucking too hot to handle? correct me if i'm wrong