Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Hey, Cuttie! What that boat do?
Miles:
Hey!
Collin:
No way...
Miles:
Shit man, I got that joog for sailing, fishing, floating or fucking, get you a flight to Boston at a private function, perfect for getting into some. Let me put you in that water world, bruh.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Bruh, is it hot or cold, though?
Miles:
Warm to the touch, no burn.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
What's the intel on the Vin Diesel?
Miles:
No fingerprints, bruh.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Dusty trail?
Miles:
Very. It's Gucci.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Cuz cuz, I can't be around the way way with something outta pocket, ya underdig? Get blurped and I gotta peel out for the Daytona five double-O 'cause I got a few hammers tucked. Niggas got laundry, no bleach.
Miles:
On mamas, this was in the cut.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Three bill joog though? What's the part two?
Miles:
No sequel bruh. Pockets is touching so we trying to get it off and do a moving.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Uh cuz, I might have to let that marinate one time.
Miles:
Bruh, if you really about that life this is the come-up right here, plus three bills ain't nothing but a small thing to a giant like yourself. I say let's make moves, you throw me that three hundo right there, I'ma clip the woo wop to the rear-view and less is more, ya dig?
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Clip the wop to the rear-view?
Miles:
By far.
Curtis 'Cuttie' Cutworth:
Fast!
Miles:
Fast!
Collin:
What'd he say?
Miles:
Oh, I have no idea but he gave me $300 for this boat. Sold! Sold motherfucka, sold!
