Donnie Raoul appears to be typing on his phone on some imageboard. He isn't paying too much attention
- Hol' up, blood, Imma checkin' on mah gram, aight, aint no chasin' clout but the cash, Man. Imma finna blowin' up on the gram, yo, me and mah gang, mah apes, fo' sho. So mah Finny Boy got the Lay-Lay, ayyy! Aight, he bussin, he bussin, keepin' it real low, yeah, I don't breed no ho, yeah
>>6037554>ask: Where are you now?A text response comes back almost immediately from the Unknown Number:
-"DTLA"
