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What the hell?

Fuck, yeah.

Right before it happened, Trojans...

he gave me some fucking awesome Rolexes.

He told me if we ever needed anything, we'd have them.

I pawned them off at the pawn shop.

It's that easy to pawn stuff? They just give you the cash?

On the spot.

Go ahead, man.

So, I went up to the young lady at the counter.

She was awesome.

That's it. I asked how much she'd give me for the watches.

Hold on a second.

Why would Trojans give you Rolexes?

Because he knew what was up, Data.

He had a premonition.

It was his way of taking care of me, of Flex, of everybody.

Don't even question that guy.

He knew what was up.

Dammit, Trojans!

I miss him so much!

So the lady finished appraising the watches, and said,

"At a glance, I'd put these at a few thousand pesos."

Could they have ripped you off, bro?

You can't trust people at those places.

Stop talking shit, Flex.

They're fine, upstanding people, bro.

I'm telling you, the lady was cool.

Don't be cynical.

Guys, why aren't we celebrating like gangsters, with a big joint?

I bring you a bag of cash, and you act like I told you to fuck off.

Flex, it's time for us to put out

a fucking awesome track that'll be a hit on the radio.

Why not record it in a professional studio?

- Yeah. - Here's the money, man.

Data, you were the one who said there wasn't any money,

that we couldn't do anything. Here it is.

You know what we don't have? Excuses.

I need a cool idea for a video.

Give me one, let's do it. Fuck it.

The pawn shop, man?

Yeah.

Right on, Ugly.

Homies, we've got luck on our side. That's it.

Fuck, man.

She wants me to take her backstage I'll do anything

For that giant ass

She's not like she was Jewels and diamonds

You can tell she's a natural Ain't got no implants

And I say, let's play

- What do you think, man? - It's good.

Awesome, man.

I think it needs a bridge. Something more melodic.

Yeah, maybe so.

Something sensual, like...

D'Angelo, man.

You heard Trippy Bacha?

Sure, man.

Stop talking shit. Bacha.

Bros, I'm not some fucking bullshit artist,

a sellout like that guy.

He's a complete poser.

He's a Mexican visionary, man.

No way. Fuck...

This guy buys poppers from Precioso.

No joke. I saw him at his house with a huge bag the other day.

Seriously.

Man.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Right on.

No! Fuck, no!

Don't even start, bro. No.

Why do you want another damn voice? Am I not enough, or what?

Okay, Ugly. Look me in the eye.

Trippy is killing it, dawg.

Doing a song with this guy guarantees it'll be a banger.

A fucking hit, dude.

Can't we at least try?

He'll think we're trying to ride on his coattails.

Well, yeah, man.

Don't be stupid, Ugly.

WHAT'RE YOU DOING TOMORROW?

THANKS, TAKOSHI, COOL LET'S WORK TOGETHER

That's fucking creepy. Stop fucking around.

I even liked her photos from last year, and nothing. Fucking stingy.

No way. Last year?

Come on, Ugly.

You're on thin ice, man.

Look, chicks like Triana only answer verified accounts, man.

Blue checkmark, motherfucker.

Guys, the dude from the studio just answered.

Fucking Bubble, man.

Right on, man.

Trippy Bacha, man.

Right on. You're in, right, dawg?

Trippy Bacha can suck my dick, bro.

Relax, he'll get over it.

The point is, every idea I have,

I feel like I'm a fucking idiot.

Like I'm trying to fit in somewhere cool.

But it sucks.

Just a bluff.

That's why I wrote you.

When we work together, I feel like

we're a good team.

Come here.

No way!

You're really awesome!

I wanted to show you what I've been working on.

What about you? What've you been doing?

No, nothing.

Just some shitty mockups.

I'm not going to judge you.

We all make shitty stuff every once in a while.

Show me.

They're just fucking around, Flex, man.

No joke, I paid in cash, man.

Asshole.

Hello?

What's up, Walter?

Listen, buddy. You're almost here?

Right on. Yeah.

How close are you?

What's up? We're here.

- Cool. - I'm good. You?

Good.

For Trippy, it works best if the vibe's, like...

Smooth. Distant. Romantic. You know?

One, two. One, two.

Take it from the top.

- Let's do it. - Let's do it.

Yeah, Trippy B.

Featuring Ugly.

Yeah, Ugly here, featuring Trippy B.

Yeah.

Trippy B featuring Ugly.

- Bro... - Romantic flow, baby.

It's Ugly featuring Trippy.

What's up, man?

It's cool. It can be both of you featuring both of you.

Right on, man.

Again from the top.

It's Ugly featuring Trippy B.

Hello?

No, baby. I can't drink normal milk.

Honey, I'm in the studio. I don't want to be farting all day.

Sorry.

I've got to go. Take care of it, please.

Fucking hell.

I've got to go, guys. I'm not feeling it today.

Well.

We had a deal, man.

- There's a lot of money on the line. - Look, relax.

Come to Trippy's birthday party.

I'll DM you the invitation.

We'll find time to record it there.

That's just how it works.

If there's no flow, there's no flow.

See? I'm telling you, he's a bullshit artist.

Besides, did you see those braids he had? Fucking stupid.

Trippy B can suck my dick.

DIDN'T DO SESSION WITH TRIPPY

HE INVITED US TO HIS PARTY WE'LL RECORD THERE

You've got good ideas.

You've just got to execute them properly.

I was just thinking

of asking you if you wanted to codirect with me.

Codirect?

If you think it's a worthwhile project...

But I don't know. Hip-hop in Mexico...

It's stuck in an old aesthetics.

It's sexist. Women, money, and cars.

No, that's not my vibe.

Come with me to a party.

You'd meet everyone there.

They're cool and talented.

- No, don't. - I'm taking it off.

It's part of the outfit.

- Really? - Yeah, bro.

Come on, Ugly, stop spending money on bullshit.

Bullshit? I'm the face of the crew.

It's a PR investment...

- Flex, Ugly, let me introduce... - Fuck!

It's Takoshi Sánchez in the flesh.

- A pleasure, man. - Brother.

You're a true artist. Respect.

Thank you. You're very kind.

Data. Look at you! How did you two meet?

Pau was my assistant.

I mean, really, we collaborated.

Shall we go in. You must be Ugly, right?

That's right.

I like your work. A lot of layers.

That's the guy you told me about?

You told me he worked with Mykki Blanco or something.

Yeah.

He's really great.

I thought you hated it when people called you Pau.

Okay, Flex, I need you to be sharp today.

I need you to set up the mic before Trippy gets wasted.

- You've got everything? - Yeah.

You're fucking kidding, man!

Check out this shit!

This is fucking awesome.

What's your problem? Don't touch me.

I just finished a collaboration

with Ace Darling and Michael Wong in California.

- You know where Culver City is, right? - No.

Truthfully, I don't know half the people or places whose names your dropping.

Don't worry, it's just the beginning.

- Give me a second. - Okay.

This is the VIP section.

I am VIP.

I'm with Trippy Bacha. We're working together.

Fucking hell.

Does that work?

There's my man Trippy!

What's up, man? Cool party.

What's up, Trippy? Remember us? We're the Ugly Crew.

Walter told us we could record with you.

So my buddy Flex has everything ready. Right, man?

Right on.

Sure, brother.

Do you want a drink first?

Yeah?

Have a good time.

Make yourselves at home.

Come on, man.

Come on!

Dammit, Flex, man. Be careful.

Come on, Flex. Help me out a little, man.

That damn backpack you have. Get with it, dawg.

There's Trippy.

Hey, Trippy!

- Fuck. - Buddy, come here.

Hey, man.

Let's go ahead and record it. Everything's ready.

This guy.

Be right there.

He's either already fucked up

or he's trying to pull one over on me.

Relax. He's fucked up.

He won't listen to us right now.

But did you see how he was floating?

That guy's a genius.

Fuck him, man.

I LOST YOU. WHERE CAN WE MEET? HELLO?

Excuse me, where is everybody?

Thanks.

Hey.

- You're Joss Bones. - Yes, that's right.

Right on.

I'm Ugly.

I rap too and do some trip.

Right on. Very cool.

See you later.

Homie!

- You? Don't touch me! - What's up?

Because of you, Bubble ended up in the hospital.

That shit was crazy, man.

A fucking madhouse. But that was all for show, you know.

Ugly Crew forever, dawg.

Don't do that, man. Don't.

Come on, join me at my table.

- This is your table? - Hell, yeah.

What's up? How's your buddy? Everything cool?

I told you, he was in the hospital.

Bro, bring me one of those, one just like it.

Those are special, sir.

- The rules are different here. - What are you talking about?

Fuck.

Look at you, dawg. You're loaded, Ugly.

- Okay. - Right on.

Right on. Where did you get all that cash?

Ugly, brother.

- I want to show you something. - No way. You're Takoshi Sánchez.

That's me, brother.

Right on.

Like I was saying, before I develop my ideas,

I want to do some visualization exercises with you.

To connect with your essence.

This is the VIP section.

I'm with them.

Really?

Ugly!

Takoshi!

Ugly!

Yeah, dawg!

Now it's time for the octopus.

No, not that.

Ugly, look. Here are some mockups that I worked up.

Obviously, you're the main focus. As you can see, it's really metaverse.

- Right on. - We've even got some...

3-D animation. So?

- What do you think? - It's great.

Give me a second.

Can I get a shot of mezcal?

Sure.

I SAW YOU TALKING TO UGLY WITHOUT ME

Here you go.

Walter.

- Where's Trippy? - He's taking a piss.

Get him so we can record.

You and I have a deal, man.

If he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to.

The money doesn't matter. That's not how this works.

Trippy, brother. How are you, man?

You're not talking to anyone.

Mr. Bacha, your ear's pressing against TikTok.

Son of a bitch!

We'll do it some other day.

The guy's fucked up right now.

Let's smoke up.

Let's all kick back.

That's great, Flex.

You're a fucking genius, man.

We've all got to kick back.

That's good, man.

Excuse me.

Cheers.

VIP section.

Another VIP section?

Inside the first VIP section?

How many are there?

Never enough.

Does that work?

That works.

Is that an original Trippy?

Yes, sir. Like the one sold in Miami.

Interested?

No, give me a minute. I just got here.

Trippy! No way!

Your fucking piñata, man.

It's got a rhythm, man.

- Yeah, yeah. - No way!

It's the rhythm of your soul.

No way!

Listen, if you're not going to buy anything,

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

- Why? - He's not buying anything.

He's with me.

No, I am going to buy something.

Sure I am.

Which, personally, is also political

in the way it gives off color.

- Takoshi. - Pau. You're here.

What happened? We were supposed to talk to Ugly together.

You're blowing me off.

You asked me to connect with your friends, so I am.

Ugly's a good guy.

What's the matter? Where're you going?

That's random, isn't it?

You're too fucking cute to be a producer.

Nobody believes in me.

That's my life, Walter.

I know Big Fat Booty is going to be a huge hit.

That shit's not just about asses, you know.

The ass represents capitalism.

The shitty system that envelops and oppresses us.

You understand?

What's up?

Cool, right?

Not my style, but it looks good on you.

Do I know you?

Have we met somewhere before?

You're Triana.

Do you follow me?

I'm going to.

Listen...

You realize that what your manager did the other day could ruin you?

Who prints a link?

I don't know.

But at least you came across me.

It wasn't that stupid.

Listen, Ugly. Let me give you some advice.

This business eats up and shits out rappers as talented as you every day.

Think about who you associate with

and especially about what you say.

That's all that matters in the end.

Good luck.

Let's go.

TRIANA HAS STARTED FOLLOWING YOU

What a show. I've been looking for everyone all night.

What's up?

Fucking Takoshi's a dick.

I shouldn't have invited him. I'm a dumbass.

Sashimi Sánchez? That guy's great.

He showed me some great ideas for the video.

What do you mean he showed you?

On his cell phone.

Me in 3-D dancing. A bunch of cool stuff.

He showed you my mockups?

They're yours?

You think I'd let someone else direct?

That video's yours. Of course.

Mamoshi has a great vibe, but you're Data.

You're awesome. Come on.

You're part of the fucking Ugly Crew. No kidding.

- Trust me. - Ugly.

- What's up? - It's on, man.

What is?

We got Trippy Bacha in the studio.

No way! Right on, man!

So, to get to the bottom of it...

Pau!

This is Pau. She used to be my assistant,

But now she's working on stuff that has a lot of potential.

You stole my ideas, bastard!

Okay, Pau.

You're confused. It's normal for you to feel this way...

Normal, my ass.

And my name's Data.

I'm part of the Ugly Crew.

Remember that. Idiot.

She moves her hips A hand on the wall

She's bad and she knows how to move

She envelops me

She used to be a romantic Now she just wants to smoke

She changes positions I know what to do

What's wrong with him?

He's fucked up, man.

This shit's awesome.

Hey, Data.

Where's Takoshi?

He's probably in the bathroom cleaning himself off.

I told him to fuck off.

Right on.

You're the only thing missing.

Yeah.

Go get it.

He's a romantic.

No joke.

This is unreal, Ugly.

You have to hear this shit.

It's Trippy's next song, man.

It's so awesome.

Fuck.

What did you take, bro? You're flying.

Listen.

Guy, I warned you.

- Come on. - Trippy warned me.

It's the soul, the eternal connection.

Fuck. That guy's in the astral plane.

Fuck.

Trojans's Rolexes really paid off.

Yeah.

Listen.

How did you get Trippy to do the recording?

I slipped something into his drink.

Damn, Bubble.

Yeah, fuck.

You don't give a shit.

Two seconds and you completely drugged everybody.

But I didn't mean to.

I got Flex too. Just look at him.

What do you think of Walter?

He's cool, isn't he?

Yeah. He's cool. Fine.

Can I plug this in?

Sure.

Turn it up, Bubble.

She moves her hip A hand on the wall

She's bad and knows how to move

She envelops me

She used to be a romantic Now she just wants to smoke

She changes position I know what to do

- Badass, man. - Badass.

Right on.

Boys and girls,

the piñata has been opened.

This is my new single.

Enjoy it, please. Make love.