Eastside Gangsign
It’s the shocker, but you make it look like you’re too lazy to touch your fingers and you turn your hand sideways like you’re a confused flake.
He did the Eastside Gangsign and said I was a hot dog. I said he was a hot mess.
She flipped her hand like a confused potato and called me a baby. I said she was a baby with a attitude.
He turned his hand sideways and said I was a flake. I said he was a flake with no brains.