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Photo reblogged from Fuck Yeah Menswear
You think I give a fuck about chambray?
Just make sure you bring my critters, bitch.
Tryna get WASPY.
Lilly P belts with the guns still tucked in them.
Volvo station wagons with boarding school girls still getting smashed in them.
Prepset.
Prepset.
Prepset.
Fuck with me real quick.
Turning out VIP with my squad.
Rugby’d out.
Wrist on bling.
Making herbs Kiel over.
Left and right.
Bow ties.
Bow ties.
Bow ties.
They can load up if they want.
Aim atcha boy.
Take shots at the throne.
But these workwear goons should know.
I never leave the cape without protection.
Patchwork Kevlar.
Unabashedly Teflon.
Cardigans.
Cardigans.
Cardigans.
Got my hater blockers on too.
Warby Parkies.
Clear lenses on smash.
Always watchin’ that money.
New or old.
I don’t give a fuck.
As long as I stay stacking cheddar.
Boat shoes.
Boat shoes.
Boat shoes.
Go to hell pants hand sewn by demons.
The same beasts.
Who haunt you.
When you flip through the pages.
Of that one Free & Easy.
Your cousin got you.
Because he lives near a Japanese bookstore.
The same beasts.
Frankie exorcised in ‘08.
When he took over The Crew.
Vampire Weekend.
Vampire Weekend.
Vampire Weekend.
Me and my clique.
Leavin’ chalk outlines.
Outside of the Pop Up Flea.
Peep these rugged clowns.
They soft.
They shook.
They leaking.
They sleeping.
Forget The Bloods, son.
You got bigger problems.
We bleeding madras up in this motherfucker.
