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YG, BI, Seungri & Han Seo See in the dungeon

BI takes a long drag of his joint, seated in YG's basement one evening.

"I'mma go to Bali." He says matter of factly. "And join a tribe. "

"Cooool. " Utters Seungri, taking the joint from BI. "You can write a waka waka song. "

"This basement is where I hide my artists? " YG asks from nobody in particular, taking the joint from Seungri. "Damn this place stinks. "

"I banged TOP. " Han Seo Hee utters taking a drag from the joint YG passed. "He got a micro dick. "

"Ikon was me. " BI says taking another drag. "I was Ikon. There's no Ikon without me".

"I can't belib that fool JJY. " Seungri says taking the joint from BI. "He actually admitted to the crimes he actually committed! " Seungri snorts. "Who does dat? "

"Bish please. " YG utters. "I won't leave my company after my death. " He takes the joint from Seungri. "I'd become a ghost & hover over the new CEO"

"Seriously tho, TOP has a reaaally tiny junk. " Han Seo Hee says passing the joint to BI.

"I'm free. " BI takes a drag. "I don't have to share the income of my songs with six more people. I can keep it all. "

"I should get someone to prepare a lightstick for me". Seungri says after a drag. "For my next comeback. "

"So" YG begins. "Blackpink is the groop that's keeping the company afloat". He takes the joint from Seungri. "I should disband em soon. "

Han Seo Hee takes the joint from YG & takes a slow drag.

"Come to think of it, TOP's junk is tinier than this joint. "

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