So I'm worrying my pretty little head about how I'm gonna cop these new Chuck T's.
They look like a that leather jacket from "I'm Bad" without any sheen dripped on em. Shits is hard. I'm stuck. The price tag on the joints was a nice $200. So, I got back into my skin and said I'd by my Car Note and electric bill this time around. But I'm at Topless last night and I sees my dude Gatsby Himself wearing these shits!!! Killing em, low key too. Not on some "Check my footwork, yeent got deez" shit. He was just posted like a mailbox rocking under the jeans. I look down and see the zippers surrounded the tongue and I was like, "You got them fuckers". I crumbled up my face and began hating. UGH!!!
CATCH EM IF YOU CAN.
Only 160 Pairs in the U.S.
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