It’s a cold, dark winter evening, you are sitting by the fireplace sipping eggnog and having Christmas cookies, winding down after a long day with family and your closest acquaintances.
Suddenly, you hear your phone receive a notification, you look over at it and see it’s from Apple Music.
“At long last, a new offering from Playboi Carti.”
You scramble, grab your AirPods Max, and load the album.
16 tracks, minimal features,
You press play on the first song
Ambient noise, building, rising up into an epic starting point, then , out of nowhere, you hear… Wake up F1lthy

Imagine not having notifications on for his account you’re not a real vamp…
ratio lil bro
need him to go on ig live for 30 seconds and play the hardest song i’ve ever heard to really restore the feeling
him changing his name from 🧛🏼♀️ to . is supposed to signify him going from a vampire to a bald ass nigga
. = bald ass stick figure head
ratio lil bro
Why would a fake account be sending you notifs then. Stop bloody waffling lad it’s Christmas
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Carti could slap his balls against his inner thigh beatboxing over a F1lthy beat on this s*** and it’d be the greatest song of all time, he’s in his bag