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Broke Boys and Fast Plans
00:06:54
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| 🎵Music🎵 | |
| Perfect! | |
| 🎵Music🎵 | |
| You need to go fast. | |
| dude. Show me the power. | |
| So basically, we've got four bedroom tenant houses to buy. | |
| Geez. One of the bedrooms is substantially better. | |
| And I think I should get the bedrooms because I'm the oldest, smartest. | |
| No, I don't care. I want a coin. | |
| Do you have a coin? | |
| I'm a broke boy. Why the fuck would I have a coin? | |
| You're a broke boy. I definitely don't. | |
| There's a broke boy. Not to say you're a broke boy or not. | |
| Because you figured it would be. | |
| But it would be useful. Any coin of any type. | |
| Boom! English 10k. | |
| Alright, I flip. You called it? | |
| Let's flip it. I've decided to stop being exchanged. | |
| Don't let me ruin your life here. | |
| Don't let me ruin your life. Tell us all of my time. | |
| As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there's no steps. | |
| We were looking at all the money we made this year, and we were just like, where? | |
| I did that when I was in London. | |
| I pulled up in the Huracan. | |
| I parked it right along the street. | |
| I got out, and the truck board goes, I will give you a ticket to bro. | |
| What the fuck are you waiting for? I don't know! | |
| 50 pounds are full of a Huracan! | |
| Shit, like a fucking ticket! | |
| You're not going to pay it anyway! That's another thing that some girls start laughing. | |
| The coolest thing, maybe one of the coolest things you do in life. | |
| I had a bunch of shopping bags. I walked up to the Huracan. | |
| There was a parking ticket on there. I took it. | |
| I threw it on the floor. I was being a bit nice, | |
| you know. Nah, it was good. Then we got into some bullshit challenge. | |
| We're going to walk to the top of the tower, 18 floors up the stairs. | |
| How did this happen? Someone was talking some shit about walking up the stairs. | |
| How did this happen? How did we realize? | |
| I don't know. | |
| We're walking 80 floors. 80 floors to the top. | |
| That's a bit too much. | |
| Stairs are rushing. | |
| Stairs are rushing. | |
| Sorry, I think there's some fucking jungle in the back. | |
| Exactly. We're forwarding on half way. | |
| This is the monster. | |
| Almost half way. This is the monster of a meaningful Mario. | |
| And how it works today. Of course. | |
| This is stage one of a three-step plan. | |
| So I'm going to be viral for a little bit longer, and then step two begins. | |
| The conquest is continuing. | |
| The Matrix is cracking, and if you want to escape, I'm waiting inside of the real world. | |
| Who are you? It doesn't matter who we are. | |
| What matters is our plan. | |
| The real world is something to eye out. | |
| Your world cannot be shut down and not be stopped. | |
| Was Richard... | |
| Was getting caught part of your plan? | |
| Of course! This is stage one of a three-step. | |
| My unmatched perspicacity coupled with sheer indefatigability makes me appear to be in any realm. | |
| Now what's the next step of your master plan? | |
| Welcome to the real story. | |
| No jet skiing. It's 8am. | |
| And I don't like cold. | |
| I don't like the ocean. So I better not fall in. | |
| It's not going to be cold. It's not going to be cold? | |
| No, I'm not cold. It's going to be cold. | |
| Yo! They're fast, bro! | |
| That's fast as shit! | |
| Fuck this, I ain't coming back. | |
| Not with these motherfuckers. | |
| Nope, not with nobody. | |
| Why can't this shit stay still? | |
| Why'd you keep spinning around? | |
| Guess that shit didn't mean that! | |
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Can't Tell the Broke Boy
00:01:00
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| Shit, wait! I can't tell the broke boy. | |
| I can't tell the broke boy. | |
| I can't tell the broke boy. | |
| No, no. I can't tell the broke boy. | |