Your wallet opens the moment I slip off my shoes. Each glance at my soles drains your balance, and youâll beg for more with every dollar you send. Empty your wallet to my soles.
Relapse is inevitable when youâre dealing with perfection like mine - Daddy owns you(r wallet) and you love being a good boy for me, isnât that right beta? đ€
Donât let this innocent face fool you, Iâll drain you until youâre begging for mercy which you wonât get of course because your beta brain wonât allow you to disappoint, will it?
