~Ghost POV~ Atlanta,GA📍 Trap house [______________]
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"So you telling me you got amber pregnant?", I said balling my fist .
"Damn you ain't shit", Marco said laughing causing polo to snicker.
"Y'all on my dick heavy td", rider mugged.
"Nah bro you tripping you ain't gonna keep doing this shit with my sister deadass bro. She too pure for you to be doing this ! Tell her or imma tell her real wrap", I said sternly.
"Nigga that's not even my baby fytb!", rider said standing up.
"How tf do you know that", I questioned.
"I just do Ight, I'm not losing Ranae on the dead opps". Rider shoke his head.
"You damn near lost her when you was trying yeah with twinem sister", I said pulling a blunt out.
Marco stood up sizing rider .
"What nigg- you tried to get with my sister?! Fuck wrong witchu bro", Marco snapped cutting off rider .
"I did not know the bitch was your sister", rider replied nonchalantly.
"Who you calling a bitch?"
Polo stood in between Marco and rider facing Marco.
"Just sit down bro". He pushed Marco back on the couch.
"I'm not listening to this shit", rider laughed. He walked out the trap.
I sighed. That nigge a trip.
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We sat silently until Marco spoke.
"Ranae need a real nigga", he smirked .
Polo scrunched up his face .
"What you mean.....".
"She need a real nigga that's gon treat her right fuck allat childish shit ."
