The Hardest Drip in The Game | Big Drip Productions | #1

The Hardest Drip in The Game | Big Drip Productions | #1 Feb 11, 2021 23:55:38 GMT -5

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Post by DARIUS WALKER on Feb 11, 2021 23:55:38 GMT -5

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“So she got that booty poppin' like it's bubblegum, gum
Beat up on that booty like, rum-pum-pum pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah nah
Baby Gravy droppin' heat like, rah-tah-tah tah
Pour your bitch a lil' Courvoisier
Yoko Ono came through with the yay
Roll more blunts up, baby, andele
Let's get lit like it's a holiday”

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DISCLAIMER: The following images that you’re about to see are apart of the new documentary heading to Project: Honor’s shows -- “The Life and Times of Dripping: A Big Drip Story”. No drippers were harmed during this show. Animals, however, are unsure.

Big Drip Production’s Studio -- or as they like to call; “the stu” -- was a place where The Holy Hip Trinity lived outside of The Hip House. They hadn’t spent too much time there until recently when they got a massive upgrade to the stu. Before, it was maybe a couple of mics, a raggedy soundboard, and a chair or two. Now, it’s state of the art, baby! Chocolate fountain, game room, movie theater, trampolines, all around the main piece right in the middle of the building, which is the stu itself. You’d think a top artist was recording here. And you’d be thinking right! Big Drip Productions Studio is home to recording artists Lil Petey and Yung Sauce of Big Drip Productions. These two have a long history of working together and this very studio is where Sauce recently recorded his latest album, The Saucy E-Boy Chronicles III. Petey and Sauce are back in the stu together now to record their upcoming album, Saucy Petey: Return of The Underdawgs Remastered. Sauce is the only one in the building at the moment and is currently at the soundboard playing with some beats. Drinking from a carton of choccy milk (because he’s still a child and underage for most drinks like what Petey or Thompson would drink) as he sits back in his DX Racer chair, custom-designed with the color palette to the album - The Saucy E-Boy Chronicles III - taking another sip from his choccy milk before he looks over his shoulder to notice the cameraman recording him.

YUNG SAUCE: What’s poppin’, drippers and drippettes? Welcome to the place where all of the magic happens. Welcome to The Stu! Y’all might not have experienced the stu before because well-- as you might have been able to tell, she’s been renovated! Ol’ girl’s been through the wringer when it comes to these things and well, as anyone here could attest, she’s been in worse conditions. Anyway, let me show you what I been working on since I was last seen on the TV, yeah? Bet money.

Sauce stands up from his chair and performs a crip walk.

He then sits back down in the chair with a smile on his face.

YUNG SAUCE: Yeah, you feel me? That’s my brand new famous DRIP WALK! It’s never been done before, it’ll never be replicated like this, and if anyone else tells you otherwise then they’re a buncha liars. Anyway, we have been cooking up in the stu. There’s something planned for the future releases and with The Saucy E-Boy Chronicles taking up 5 HEFTING MILLIS ON THE STREAMER PLATFORMS--- we couldn’t resist coming back here and make some more BIG DRIPPING bangers. I got song ideas for DAYS, breh. I’m talking songs like “Shining on my Ex”, “Pimp Slap Hoes”, “Steroid-A-Booser” and my favorite one that I can’t wait to record once Petey gets his pasty- but also DRIPPY- ass all the way over here to the stu… “DRIPPAZ!”. But you know what- I’mma keep it a buck with y’all peeps, ight? The Crowning event is coming up, and y’all would think they’d have us as a sponsor to the event, right?

The drip was too much to contain as Sauce slipped on his studio headphones, diamond-encrusted for that extra drip upon all of that Versace that he’s wearing all over his seventeen-year-old body. Sauce hit the play button as he begins to vibe with the beat, although there are no lyrics to it because well-- Big Drip Productions haven’t hit the stu just yet-- but in his head, Sauce is really feeling the beat.

As the music continued to play, a weird, yet exotic sound was heard through the door.

OOH OOH AH AH AH

Saucy boy immediately became distracted and paused the music to get a better listen to the noise. The same exotic sound is heard once more.

OOH OOH AH AH AH

A very deep voice echoes through the door.

??: I told you to stay quiet until we got in the room! This was supposed to be a surprise, Charlie. Now get the door.

After hearing the doorknob jiggle a little bit, the door slowly opens. Sauce sits in anticipation of what’s coming through that door right now. He grabs a hold of his choccy milk in case he needs to throw it as a distraction to run screaming.

??: Well, are you gonna go in?!

That very next second, a monkey wearing a diaper walks into the room and locks eyes with Sauce. Right behind the monkey is none other than the GOAT himself, Lil Petey.

LIL PETEY: Aye, what’s up my drip brotha?

Sauce… looks on in confusion. You know one of those “what in the fuck moments”? Yeah, that’s one of those. Of course, still holding his delicious choccy milk as he looks down at the diaper-wearing monkey and then slowly back up to the Drip GAWD himself.

YUNG SAUCE: Petey… what?

Charlie walks around the room and Petey starts pssp’ing at it like you would a cat. He didn’t come to that so Petey went to chase him instead. Charlie jumped onto Sauce’s lap and then onto the table where the soundboard was. Petey… unfortunately went flying into the ground and hit his head on the trash can, knocking everything out of it. By the time Petey got back to his feet, he was staring at Charlie messing with the soundboard. He started the music that Sauce had playing before and started mixing that shit. Both Sauce and Petey look on in dumbfoundedness but also vibing to the fire beats.

LIL PETEY: Well, I didn’t name him Charlie for nothing. Look at the boy! I brought a new addition to The Holy Hip Trinity. I figured TJ had Gerald, so I could have an exotic animal also. Especially with all this FUCKING BREAD we have now.

YUNG SAUCE: ...we have--

Sauce points up one finger.

YUNG SAUCE: --a giraffe--

Then he brings up a second finger.

YUNG SAUCE: --and now a monkey. I don’t mean to be any hater hater playa, but we got a whole gahtdayum zoo right here in the stu. HE NEARLY BROKE THE ENTIRE SET WE GOT! THIS COSTED US A WHOLE LOTTA DIMES, PETEY! DIMES WE DIDN’T HAVE UNTIL S-

Sauce cuts himself off before saying any more.

YUNG SAUCE: I can’t say too much right now when there’s a camera around, breh, but you know what I mean.

LIL PETEY: Yeah, dawg, we got the plug now. Listen, though, we got the DRIPTASTICAL ZOO going on in this bitch and you know what else we got?

Petey holds his arm out and Charlie climbs up onto his shoulders.

YUNG SAUCE: What else we got, Petey?

LIL PETEY: BARS FOR DAYS!

With Charlie on his shoulder, Petey busts open the door to the recording room and put the headset over his blonde fro. He adjusts the shades and into the mic says something in a calm, yet very deep tone.

LIL PETEY: Sauce, drop that hot fire for me.

YUNG SAUCE: Now it all depends, what kinda hot fire you looking for, breh?

LIL PETEY: Let’s just mess around a sec and warm-up, ya feel me? Give me a slow beat.

YUNG SAUCE: Oh you want that slow slow beat, eh? I gotchu on that one.

Sauce starts playing the beat of “Hypnotized” by Plies ft. Akon. Immediately, Petey starts vibing.

LIL PETEY: SHIT BRO YOU PLAYING THAT HOT HOT FIRE.

The music plays a little bit and then Petey steps up to the mic.

You got me so hypnotized, the way yo' body rollin' 'round and round
That booty keep bumpin', titties just bouncin', up and down

Sauce pauses the music. The disgusted look on his face was as clear as day. Petey looks up from the mic, seeing Sauce through the window.

YUNG SAUCE: Breh… That’s literally Akon’s song. We aren’t some cover artists, we’re platinum award-winning artists.

Though that statement might not be true, they are good at dropping those hot fire bars.

LIL PETEY: Bro, that was for my fiery red-head. Just had to let her know I’m still thinking ‘bout her, ya feel me? Setting the mood.

Charlie smacks Petey across the face and almost knocks his shades off. He adjusts them once again and looks through the window and locks eyes with Sauce.

LIL PETEY: Charlie, what the fuck, bro?! Okay, fine. Let’s get it. Which song you wanna start with, Saucey?

YUNG SAUCE: Shiiiit bro. I got that slow kinda vibe still going, how about I give this one a shot instead?

Petey steps back from the mic in shock. He grasps his heart and then gets extra close to the mic.

LIL PETEY: You’re telling me, I walked into this room ready to drop the fire bars and now you wanna go first instead? That’s fine, that’s fine. You go first and I’ll follow up after for sure.

YUNG SAUCE: Bro stahp. You gonna make people we’re disbanding or some shit when we aren’t. You really want that?

LIL PETEY: Hold up, what? Bro you’re messing with the vibes, just get in here and Imma start the beat.

YUNG SAUCE: Bet money.

Sauce takes off the diamond-encrusted headphones and heads into the booth. Petey and Charlie get back to the other side of the glass and take a seat. He presses a couple of buttons while Charlie presses another. A slow, soft beat starts playing.

YUNG SAUCE: Petey, play that ‘Bad Thoughts’ tune for me there now, breh.

LIL PETEY: Shiiiii, I got you brotha.

After pointing at a button on the soundboard, Charlie presses it which causes the current beat to stop and the beat to “Bad Thoughts” by Yung Sauce to play. Petey smirks and starts to dance in his seat. Sauce steps up to the microphone, clearing his young throat as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. The guitar continues to play.

“Saucy no accomplice, every man for himself
Tryna get my money, yeah, I'm really 'bout my wealth
Pull up swingin' on me, can't you see I'm black belt?
Wonder why I be the only rapper 'bout my health?”

Petey is seen outside of the booth straight up HIP over the hot fire bars being dropped in the booth.

“If I'm not grinding, might as well put me in hell
Labels chasing me 'cause I deactivated stealth
Fuckin' hated school, I was saved by the bell
Ain't so different from you, yeah, why can't you tell?”

Sauce backs away from the microphone and opens his eyes to see Petey and Charlie through the glass dancing with one another. Petey keeps moving both his arms up and down while Charlie is twirling his tail around in a circle. Sauce nods his head in approval.

YUNG SAUCE: How’s that sounding for you, drippiest man in the room?

LIL PETEY: You’re a YUNG GAWD, my dude. That was flawless. THAT’S the energy we need every time we get in the stu.

YUNG SAUCE: Aye, aye, ayyye! That’s what we like to HEAR!

Petey stops the music and gets out of his seat.

LIL PETEY: Iight, let me get these heat going then we can call it a day here.

YUNG SAUCE: Come thru, chief.

Once again, Petey and Charlie step into the recording room. This time, Petey has that BIG DRIP ENERGY going on after hearing his GAWD of a Drip Bro spit the fire bars. Charlie sits calmly on his shoulder while Petey steps up to the mic.

LIL PETEY: My brotha, put on that ‘Petey for Pope’ track.

Sauce laughs.

YUNG SAUCE: I gotchu, my drippa.

Sauce begins to click a couple of buttons before we hear the sounds of “Petey for Pope” by Lil Petey plays through the booth, Sauce is already dancing around to that too much DRIIIIIP going on in the booth with the instrumental.

They sayin' "Petey for Pope"
Got the strap with the scope
And I give people hope
And you bitch tryn' elope
They say "Petey for Pope"
'Cause I'm cleaner than soap
Bitch, it's Petey for Pope
Bitch, it's Petey for Pope

Through the glass, Sauce is getting HIP AS FUCK while chanting ‘PETEY FOR POPE’.

Busting out on the funk
Bitch, I'm cooling like a monk
Peep my wrist, think it's bunk
Bust down, that ain't bunk (ayy)
Petey got the drip they call me Mr. Hydration
Bitch, I do not play and you look like a PlayStation
I ain't religious but I got bitches
How come your bitch is all in my business?
I might just motherfucking fold when I fuck on that bitch 'cause I'm vicious, ayy
Bitch, I'm vicious, only hittin' swishes
I was born on Christmas, your bitch is always yelling

YUNG SAUCE: PETEY FOR POPE! LET’S GOOOOO!

In the recording room, Charlie and Petey get hip and he does that dance where he moves both arms up and down again. Charlie jumps off his shoulders, runs to the door, opens it, and runs straight to Sauce. Petey walks out of the room and they both dap each other up.

LIL PETEY: What you think, bro?!

YUNG SAUCE: ...bro…

Dramatic pause for effect, you know the vibes.

YUNG SAUCE: That… was… HEEEEEAAAAATTTTT!!!!

LIL PETEY: LET’S GO!!!

YUNG SAUCE: THAT’S WHAT WE LIKE TO SEE BREH.

LIL PETEY: THAT’S BECAUSE YOU COULD LITERALLY SEE THE HEAT COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH, YEAH?

YUNG SAUCE: I SAW FIRE AND FLAMES! PURE FIRE AND FLAMES! GOD DAMN BREH!

Both Sauce and Petey dap each other up one more time before they shut everything in the stu down.

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“My name is Baby No Money let me tell you again
I change the no to yes and now everybody claims they're my friend
You find the Baby Gravy on the top and we will not descend
I got the pepperoni pizza, Fendi frames and blue cheese lens, yeah

No stains on my white G-Fazos
Wanted 20 mil, turn my shit to pesos
Got a billi when I cucked Jeff Bezos
Hey Alexa I'm playin' baby please don't take me off payroll”

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The Hip House, in all of its glory, is a beauty. Amazingly sleek and gorgeous from head to toe as we find ourselves where we were on the recent Proving Ground show, the stage still set from that segment but the podium, however, not there to be seen. In its place, is a podium in a much smaller size, but made from paper mache and painted in a shitty brown color. On the front is the “In Big Drip We Trust” logo along with “Drip Lives Matter” underneath, Sauce walks up to the podium- though still salty over the podium being taken away from him just a few weeks ago. Sauce looks down, the podium is for sure a lot smaller than he anticipated as he crouches down to reach down at the fake microphone and begins to speak.

YUNG SAUCE: This feels so different, I can’t do this, Petey!

Sauce stands back up from crouching down before looking out of the shot as Lil Petey, with Charlie resting on his shoulder, walks into the shot and onto the stage.

YUNG SAUCE: This just isn’t right... It’s not the same, breh.

LIL PETEY: Come on bro, we gotta do this. I know it’s not the same, but let’s not have the real podium die in vain, okay?

YUNG SAUCE: ...but I gotta crouch down for this shit, man.

LIL PETEY: You do? Bro you’re like five-foot with heels on. I’m the one that’s gotta crouch, my dude. Get that Big Drip Energy back on.

YUNG SAUCE: I’m five foot, eleven inches- thank you very much. Anyway, you know that’s not what we’re here for, breh. We came here to address a couple of things. Dickie Wats-his-face wants to make a state of the union? Nah, we’re coming at you live- RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW… WITH A STATE OF THE DRIP ADDRESS!

Petey pounds his fist on the tiny podium and almost breaks it in half.

LIL PETEY: THAT’S RIGHT! Y’ALL THINK THE GRAND CHAMP IS GOING TO GIVE YOU SOMETHING AS INTERESTING AS TWO GROWN MEN AT A TINY PODIUM GIVING THEIR STATE OF THE DRIP ADDRESS? NAH FAM! We’re coming to you live from The Hip House featuring the tiny podium and we’re here to discuss a few things before The Crowning.

YUNG SAUCE: Oh yessir we do, we’ve got a lot to discuss about. Though normally, I’d like to address my people- the fans and even my opponents- by my Twitch stream… this one is a little bit different. The State of The Drip Address is something that we’ve been thinking long and hard about because well… The Crowning is just around the GAHTDAYUM corner, and you see myself and Petey, we’ve got something coming up on that show, don’t we, Petey?

LIL PETEY: That’s right! Ya boys finessed their way into a Number One Contenders Match for those lovely Tag Team Championships!

Sauce does a little dice roll gesture walk thing, you’ve probably seen it on TikTok somewhere, hopefully. Petey follows suit.

LIL PETEY: Let’s roll the dice on these non-drippers, Saucey boy!

The sound of a beeping alarm is heard in the background and it alerts Sauce and Petey, who look around the room they’re in.

YUNG SAUCE: Damn, the drip alarm’s gone off. It’s sensing no drip! Petey, this is serious, my drippa. I’ve never heard the drip alarm going off like this. Which is fitting considering we’ve got three tag teams on Fallout that’s not got ANY DRIP at all. Sports Entertainment Xpress, Two Toned Mafia, and Insidious. I sense NO DRIP on any of you, and the drip alarm speaks more than I could. Proving Ground put it’s best interest and trust in us-- the DRIPPEST BOYS IN THE ROOM-- against three of Fallout’s clowns. What say you, Petey? Why don’t we break it down for them?

LIL PETEY: When the drip alarm goes off, you know it’s real. I look at our opponents, brotha, and somehow I’m losing drip because of how they have negative drip themselves. I’m gonna have to out-drip myself in order to keep this alarm from not going off again. Now, my drip brother, we have two lesbians who like to play dominatrix games with one another, two cracked out dudes from space, and uh, wasn’t Insidious a movie?

YUNG SAUCE: I don’t know, chief. Horror movies make me wet myself in bed and gives me nightmares.

Sauce lowers his head in shame as Petey looks down at him and just nods his head to keep the peace.

LIL PETEY: Hold up, bro. You still wet the bed? I feel like that’s not something we should be announcing here?

A brief pause happens and crickets are suddenly heard from out of no where.

LIL PETEY: Wait… You got the Big Drip in your bed, don’t ya?

YUNG SAUCE: Of course! I always BIG DRIP whenever I need to!

LIL PETEY: Big Drip Energy. You either got it or you don’t. It’s as simple as that.

YUNG SAUCE: Now, what you thinking about these non-drippers, breh? How about that Insidious movie thing? What say you?

A yawn for the ages releases out of Petey’s mouth as he looks at his ICY watch.

LIL PETEY: Look, man. Scary movies don’t bother me, but they’re not my go-to choice. You know what I mean? Like if I get to choose, I’m probably going Comedy or like a Rom-Com. EASY MONEY.

YUNG SAUCE: ...I mean the team we’re facing, bro. Did you seriously forget?

LIL PETEY: Forget? Nah, fam. Not worried? You right, you right. I don’t even know who these guys are. Who do they think they are trying to ruin our Big Drip Night? Aaron Fredrick sounds like a serial killer and who’s the other? Kai-ooooo-be? Is that how you pronounce it?

YUNG SAUCE: I don’t know, breh. I speak the Big Drip’s English, fam.

LIL PETEY: So then that means…

YUNG SAUCE: That means that if we can’t pronounce their names, they ain’t GOT THAT DRIP ON THEM, that’s what that means!

LIL PETEY: SHIT YOU RIGHT, BROTHA! Nah, for realsies though… There’s not much to say about people who haven’t even had a match here yet, ya know? Sure they’re named after a scary movie, but that’s probably about the only thing even remotely interesting about them. Moving along now, Saucey… NEXT!

YUNG SAUCE: And what about those Two Toned Mafia? I mean, yeah, they got the upper hand on me last time but I was on the down-low for a bit around then, and I… I didn’t have my drip.

Petey gasps.

YUNG SAUCE: But that clearly doesn’t matter now because I got ALL of my drip right now. I got so much drip it’s leaking from fountains and so much more! Now, lemme tell you something about Hot Lesbian Action. There ain’t a single thing special about y’all and I don’t see why y’all be thinking you’re the bee’s knees when you don’t even get the DRIP like us. That’s Sauce and Petey, the drippest crew in the new, the boys who likes to play with their toys and we’ll… we’ve not been given our toys, but after The Crowning? Oh, best believe that things are gonna hit that much different! Thing is that, we’re not into the kind of kinky shit y’all be into. That’s a problem, you’re projecting that kind of FILTH onto a child?

Where’s mah boy Chris Hansen when you need him, huh?

LIL PETEY: Sauce, he got cancelled, brotha.

Sauce shrugs his shoulders and rolls his eyes.

YUNG SAUCE: Ah shit. I need to take a seat, breh.

LIL PETEY: Yeah, to be honest I’m not really worried about the lesbians. Like props to them for being so open about that stuff, ya feel me, but seems like they get distracted or upset too easily. It’s like they’re always in their time of the month. Sheesh. Couldn’t be me. NEXT!

YUNG SAUCE: Well, next up is that SEX thing. I’m still underage so uh… no thanks. I don’t personally wanna be like caught in that muscular roid-abusing orgy they wanna have but that’s just my preference, what about you, Petey?

LIL PETEY: Any time SEX comes up, I get intrigued. Although, lately I’m just chasing that redhead. I got no bitches now.

Silence strikes once again.

LIL PETEY: Oh wait, you’re talking about the team we’re going against. I mean they’re funny and all, but they’re missing the one key component to being AWESOME… BIG DRIP ENERGY. You see, Saucy, while these guys think they’re from space or whatever, we’re living the LIFE all dripped out and lavish. They can keep their drugs and all that, we gonna keep doing us and the next step is winning this match so that we can go face those pretty boys for the Tag Team Championship. Soon, they gonna be calling us Big Drip CHAMPIONS!

Sauce smiles from ear to ear hearing those words.

YUNG SAUCE: DAMN RIGHT WE WILL! SEX, it’s pretty easy being the big boys around here but you don’t got that swagger of a white teen like I do. You don’t got that finesse that Lil Petey carries around with him all the time. You don’t got the DRIP like we do and that’s what makes us unique, not being some “horny on main” freakazoids with nothing better to do with their lives. I mean, Petey, what kinda name is “Space Lord”?

LIL PETEY: I’m only gonna say this once because honestly the vibes are off even THINKING about SEX when it’s not actually SEX… but you remember those nerds that would always do that roleplaying thing and give each other nicknames and do that LARPing thing? Well, that’s what these guys are. They’re fucking LARPers bro. They walk around with this vibe that they’re from another planet and try to do funny things, but they ain’t playin me. Shiiiiiit. I see bullshit from a mile away.

YUNG SAUCE: Roleplayers fucking scare me, bro. Like, who puts the time into their day to actually roleplay for something and make these outlandish characters off the top of their head?

Sauce winks to the camera.

YUNG SAUCE: But, breh, I digress. These guys got our attention, and I’m sure now, we got their attention because in all honesty… they should be paying close attention to us. They should be worried about us because you know why, brotha?

LIL PETEY: Why’s that, my dude?

YUNG SAUCE: BECAUSE WE GOT TOO MUCH DRIP FOR THEM TO HANDLE! AYYYE!

With no music playing, Petey does that ‘dance’ move again where he moves his arms up and down. Both him and Sauce start laughing and dap each other up.

LIL PETEY: Bro, you were reading my fucking mind!

Out of nowhere, Petey drops the smile and crouches as low as possible to be right in front of the mic. He looks out at something in the distance and makes his voice very low.

LIL PETEY: In all seriousness, everyone counts out Big Drip Productions because they don’t think we got ‘it’. They count us out because they don’t take us ‘seriously’. Saucy, they count us out because… THEY DON’T HAVE DRIP LIKE US!!

YUNG SAUCE: YESSIR!! And we know that Legacy is watching, two of you or three of you, I can’t tell now because they keep adding on numbers with ol’ Betsy coming in. But best believe you this, Legacy. We might have the laugh, we might make the jokes and we might even Drip Too Hard for y’all to keep up. In that ring though? We’re serious business. Take a look at Proving Ground, we got rid of Kimberly and I even got the star moment of the week with being on the show not once, not twice but THRREEEEE TIMESSSSS A LADDDDYYYYY!!! Tell me, how many times were Legacy on the last show, Petey?

Petey starts looking around, trying to find something.

LIL PETEY: Saucy, I’d have to say the same amount of fucks I give… NONE!

Both Petey and Sauce bust out laughing.

LIL PETEY: You’re right, though. We’re serious business. We got our boy TJ with the Warrior Rising Championship and that boy already defending that shit, too! Now, it’s up to us to bring some more gold to Big Drip Productions. TJ paved the way, now we gotta do our thing and drip on all these hoes until they can’t drip no mo!

YUNG SAUCE: Damn right we do, so to the three non-dripping teams in England, we’ll see you soon but don’t worry about us. We got our ways on making the grandest entrance and England is going to have it’s roof blown off with the DRIP that me and Petey produce. Got any last words, Petey?

After stroking his beard for a few seconds, Petey gets close to the mic once again.

LIL PETEY: To the non-drippers, you gon’ learn today. I’m ‘bout to catch my first dub quicker than I caught my first STD-

Petey starts beating his head on the mic.

LIL PETEY: I mean quicker than you can… oh forget it. Legacy, we’ll be seeing you soon. Add whoever you want to your little orgy, we just want those belts.

Sauce stands back up and grabs the sides of the small paper mache podium before yelling out-

YUNG SAUCE: NOW LET’S GET OUR BIG DRIP ON!!

Petey watches on in awe as Sauce picks up the podium and smashes it down onto the floor below the stage, it crumbles into pieces and both men just look on in a bit of shock and somewhat terror. Their second podium, just like that, was gone. Petey looks to Sauce, who’s got his jaw dropped from the realization of what he’s done, brings his arm around his partner and placing his hand on his far shoulder.

YUNG SAUCE: Oh for fuck sake--

Fade to black.

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“So she got that booty poppin' like it's bubblegum, gum
Beat up on that booty like, rum-pum-pum pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah nah
Baby Gravy droppin' heat like, rah-tah-tah tah
Pour your bitch a lil' Courvoisier
Yoko Ono came through with the yay
Roll more blunts up, baby, andele
Let's get lit like it's a holiday”

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