Birdmen Sr and Jr do the tricked-out tour bus flex from Dam to the UK, this time to do a show at a decidedly better venue than the beef broiling Stratford Rex where Weezy less popped bottles, more got popped with a bottle (actually it was a plastic beer flute, but Cash Money didn’t do a song called ‘Popping Plastic Beer Flutes’ so fuck a detail). Shouts to Derrick G for the great work behind the lens and well-paced editing, and large up to their handler for booking a hotel worthy of Messrs Williams and Carter in the Mandarin Oriental.