Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, yo, brother.
- Let's see here, let's just do that right. - [overlapping chatter]
- ♪ - All this shit free any goddamn way.
Sox? Like... like S-O-X?
It was much, much deeper than that.
You don't have to tell them about the racism, man.
Well, you cleaned me out.
Oh, okay, yeah.
Uh, I'm going to go check on my wife downstairs.
to curate the beginning of his career.
Come on, man, stop playing.
- Good. I'm-I'm glad. - Mm-hmm.
- I mean, it's... - Well, yeah, bro, don't worry. I got you.
That's hard as fuck.
Say, swell, that's Paper Boi.
Thanks for the Nando's, bitch!
my wife was a voice of reason-- my ex-wife.
My vision is to turn this place
[quietly]: Yeah. Whitest shit I ever heard.
♪ Whoa, yeah ♪
But what you do?
- Yeah, it's sad. - ♪ I don't work for free ♪
TJ needs a manager.
artists can stay and work here free of charge.
Darius.
Oh. Oh.
He going to get my money, right?
but she's definitely a cunt.
I ain't leaving here emptyhanded. Fuck that shit.
I hate to tell it to you, but that nigga
Um, I get hit on by Black men a lot, so... [laughs]
Maybe I got the juice to pull it off. What'd you think?
How many billionaires do you know?
So you know Fernando, then.
He probably don't have that much on him.
He was just sitting over there, smoking a cigar
- [glass shattering] - Damn.