So I’m walking home from the Shack in Mililani about to pass Jamba Juice, when a young couple walks out. A guy in his early 20’s, with tattoos/gauges & his girlfriend walk out & as I’m about to pass them, she says “Don’t look at that fucking bitch.” Lololol. BITCH, you mad? It ain’t my fault. You’re lacking something.
I don’t even care about niggahs & relationships. All I want is to make money.
(Source: wubs-from-my-subs)
“I’m sorry baby. You were the sun & moon to me. I’ll never get over you, you’ll never get over me.”
(Source: girlsyouwillnevermeet)
“I pull one robbery anytime I like.”
Um, excuse me. But do you know who you’re talking to? Uh Yeah; I’m Lexx, & most of the time you’re around me, you’ll hear “Fuuuuucken Lexx!” I’m the one who pulls robberies. I pull robberies of all robberies. You can’t tell a coach how to coach her own game, c’mon now. It’s funny how you seem to make like I don’t know, when it’s really you who doesn’t know. Hearing you say that tonight makes me think of myself. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing. Who’s gonna get a taste of their own medicine; me or you?
Oh you know.. Just playing zee waiting game before hitting the beach with zee boys.
This summer is gonna be the fucking best.
(Source: fuckyeahhawaiiguys)
