Phone Call With Breezy (Skit)

Oh good money, you chillin' after that Ayy I'ma be in LA the whole time You remember when I used to sell you the belts Hell yeah Man that shit crazy, man Yo you know it was me makin' them belts No back in the day, you know, I ain't peep it I remember, I think, I think Kwasi and them like brought you over one day and I peeped you then they went off in your shit like when you was doin' the music I was like huh don't I know son Like I know him Then they was like yeah my nigga, he was designin' mad long I was like damn that shit crazy Word, that shit was like five years ago you still got them shits Bro I got them joints at the crib, bro I got the multi colored one, the camo colored one like I think it was red and brown And I got the camo joint you did Hey, now look, now we're doin' songs together and shit