"Keep it pushing, keep it rolling," I told myself, clutching the steering wheel.
"Yeah," I said, hitting the gas. "They ain't here for the music, that's for sure." free_nle_choppa_x_splurge_type_beat_cash_trap_b...
Behind us, a black SUV was tailing too closely. I looked at my passenger, Tez, who was already texting someone on a burner phone. "We got company?" he asked, not looking up. "Keep it pushing, keep it rolling," I told
Tez finally looked up, tapping the burner on his knee. "Good. We're almost at the spot. Keep the energy high." "Keep it pushing
The warehouse smelled like rust and old tires. In the center, a single light hung over a table. "Where's the rest of them?" I muttered.