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•20 years young• club- atlanta
february 20th, 2021 1:16 am
"i just crossed anotha nigga ova, tell em 'guard up'. double tap the button up on the key, the car gon start up!" lontrell's song blasted throughout the club. we were at some type of event thing.. girl idk. i was chilling by myself, it wasn't too bad, but i was so bored. lon was hanging out with all them other niggas that i don't know.
and i ain't have no friends available to come out with me tonight. "you by yo self lil mama?" now who the fuc- i looked up from my phone to see a dude. he was pretty light, with some long ass hair.
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"what you said?" i asked. the music was so loud i could barely hear myself think. he just invited himself to sit by me. "i SAID you by YO SELF LIL MAMA!" he yelled over the music. he need to scoot over.
"naw, my boyfriend not too far away..!" i said. "boyfriend? why he lettin' yo fine ass sit here all alone?!" he leaned a lil closer to me while he spoke. i guess so i could hear him better *shrug shrug*.
"trust me, i'm good!" i discretely moved over a bit. "you won't see me leave outside the house without my hammer. and my lil niggas banging shiesty gang in alabama!" the song blared."awl okay. how you get yo herr (hair) like det?!" not this small talk, get the fuck away from me nigga.
"umm it's just naturally like this! i put some product in it to keep it healthy and shit!" i replied, not wanting to seem rude and ignore him. you never know who be toting that stick, slanging that iron ya hear me- nah i'm playing.
"it look nice!" he was about to touch my hair but i leaned over. "whatchu doing?!" i scrunched my face up. he started laughing like i was the funniest person he's ever met. "mah bad shorty. i was just tryna get a lil feel of what imma be pulling toni-" i stood up. "fuck you talkin' bout?! nah you gotta get away from me!" he stood up too and got in my face. "aye lower your tone ma.. foe i have to fuck you up.."
it that supposed to be a threat? cause i ain't no bitch, i can hold my own. i chuckled. "naw lowa YO fucking tone BITCH! i'll really beat yo ass then get my nigga to beat yo ass!" then i'll fuck yo girl- bye (dead emoji)
dude was about to snatch me up when i felt somebody pull me towards them then behind the,. it was lontrell, i could tell by the back of his head. "you wan' do sumn nigga? ion preciate you messin' wit ma girl. i'a really beat cho ass and spit in yo casket." (nba yb green dot tease)
"pooh shiesty?! n-nah man we was just talki-" this nigga a whole fan! but wanna get pussy when confronted. next case.. lontrell decked dude in his shit before he could even finish his sentence.
"chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up. blrrrrd bllrrrd, big blllrd!" idk how this song was still on. i guess everything was moving so fast.
after i left lontrell hit him a couple times before i yelled his name. "aight bae you good! stop, they gon put you on the shaderoom!" i grabbed the arm he was about to swing and pulled him off ole boy. he stood up and linked his arm with mine. i held his bicep and we walked out the club, not even looking twice at the dude he beat up.
i was 5 seconds away from doing it for him. "you look so good when you mad.. not when you mad at me but.." i said when we got in the car. "you look good errday bae." i rolled my eyes. "this rhyme.." people become a rapper dk how to act. (rolling eyes emoji)
"play my song." i told lontrell. he glanced from the road to me. "which one?" he smirked, knowing good and well i like all his songs. "mmcht 'see red' " i said. he turned it on and i started turning up. "errbody round me see red. errbody round me got one in the head. shiesty pulled up shooting they fled. shiesty pulled up shootin' they was tryna fake dead!" i quickly turned the song up and started rapping it, word for word.
it's some about this song that i love. maybe it's the beginning/ beat drop..
a couple minute into the first verse, me and lontrell's phones dinged at the same time. i already knew what it was..
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