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Short answer? The little guy with a big punch and even bigger drip.
I’m not here to explain myself. I came in masked, mad, and ready to moonwalk over your chart.
You either ride with $BULLAMASK… or cry in the corner hugging your weak-ass bags. Tiny body. Unholy impact. Mess with masked Hasbulla? Get emotionally wrecked — and maybe physically, too.
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You’re still thinking?. Bro, by the time you decide, we already slapped the chart and left. This isn’t a club. It’s a masked movement powered by confusion, aggression, and whatever’s left in your wallet.
