Okay, shout out to the throwback. Oh, you're a ride or die? Die type girl. Nah, I don't do the ride or die no more. I do not. But, you know, I rock with you. I rock with you. Ride or die? To the death? Ride? You're not my husband. Nah, that's not gonna happen ever again. Shout out to your poster, baby. I'm here, I'm locked in.