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Quavo Picked Bobby Schmurda Up Out Of Prison On A Private Jet This Morning

Insider - Bobby Shmurda has been released from prison after spending more than six years behind bars.

The Brooklyn rapper, whose real name is Ackquille Pollard, was released from the Clinton Correctional Facility in Dannemora, New York, at 8:30 a.m., and "will be under community supervision in Kings County until he completes his sentence on February 23, 2026," the New York State Department of Corrections and Community Supervision (NYS DOCCS) said in a statement shared with Insider.

A spokesperson for Pollard told Insider that rapper Quavo, of the trio Migos, picked Pollard up from the prison.

Shmurda is on parole until February of 2026.

I don't know Bobby, er Ackquille Pollard, personally. So this isn't an indictment on his character as much as it's an honest question based on facts.

For a guy who goes by the name Schmurda, who was pinched for crack and two unregistered guns, the next 6 years of parole time might as well be eternity.

Parole means zero fun. (Unless you're in Kim Foxx's Chicago, then it doesn't mean anything). 

This guy can't get knocked for ANYTHING.

Jay-walking might be in violation which means he'd be right back in the pen.

Which leads me to believe having Quavo (from the rap group Migos for my less informed friends) personally picking him up at the gate like Julia Roberts and Brad Pitt in Ocean's 11 then flying him on a PJ with who knows how many Instagram groupies aboard it might not be the best way to kick off the festivities.

If you look at this facetime he was on with his boy you can see at least two behind him-

Shit probably got weird on there this morning. But I digress.

Think about your married buddy who used to be a fuckin animal back in his single days.

His wife locked him down and somehow brainwashed him like he’s Frank The Tank.

"You've come a long way since Frank The Tank. And we don't want him coming back now do we?"

"Honey…Frank the Trank is not coming back ok…"

He's been out of the game forever. But like once a year you get to spring him from jail so you and your buddies go all out.

Usually on Fantasy Draft Weekend. 

Rent a stretch Chrysler 300 limo with a driver to take you to a nice steak and cigar at Churchill's then to see Hall & Oates at Freedom Hill. That's followed by a nice trip to the Penthouse Club to take in some exotic dancing which is then followed by some responsible gambling at Greek Town Casino, then some early morning dogs at Lafayette. Joe if you're reading this it's definitely not about you. 

It's basically just like that. We all have that friend, hopefully just 1, and we've all been in Quavo's shoes. It's called being a great friend.

Salud Mr. Quavo!