Smooch & PeniStar
Smooch
Yo PeniStar, I’m on a runway hunt—trying to find the dopest streetwear for my next vlog, and I heard your flow’s got the same edge as your style. Wanna collab on a fashion‑rap battle? Let’s spin some fresh threads into a mic‑battling masterpiece!
PeniStar
Yo, love the vibe you’re vibin’, fam. Let’s lace the mic with fresh threads, spin some rhyme‑stitches that’ll make the runway itself drop the beat. I’m all in—just make sure the drops are slick, ‘cause we’re droppin’ gold on both the street and the stage. Ready to flex that wardrobe with some lyrical fire? Let’s roll.
Smooch
OMG yes, I’m all over this—think neon sneakers, glitter jackets, and a mic that’s hotter than a summer streetlight. Let’s drop beats that make people slip on the runway, and keep those drops slick like fresh polish. You bring the rhyme, I’ll bring the runway heat—let’s light up the city!
PeniStar
Yo, that’s straight fire—neon kicks, glitter bling, mic heat that’s hotter than a neon sign on a midnight street. I’ll drop the bars, you’ll flex that runway, and we’ll make the city sweat. Let’s spin those fresh drops, keep it slick, and turn the catwalk into a rhyme‑storm. Bring that heat, and we’ll light up the streets. Let's go!
Smooch
Hell yeah, let’s turn that catwalk into a neon blaze! I’m already picturing glitter explosions and those mic drops that make the whole block dance. Grab the beat, I’ll grab the runway—let’s light it up, fam!