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𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝟻:𝟹𝟿 𝚙

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𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛
𝟻:𝟹𝟿 𝚙.𝚖
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿
𝙶𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗

Hate it when you hit a blunt and that shit hit back, just ten times harder. "You straight homie?" Ace asked, coming over patting my back. My ass was standing here coughing and laughing. "The - ...the fuck you got me smoking homie?" I asked, giving it back to his ass tryna catch my breath.

"If yo ass can't handle black and mild just say it"

"Ion smoke wooden tips, that shit will kill yo ass"

"Kill yo ass - ? nigga how the fuck it's gone kill you?" Rah asked, leaning on the car gripping his belt.

"You mean to tell me yeen see me over here dying from lack of oxygen? Man y'all smoke different". I opened the car door looking in the glove department grabbing a ten dollar bill, then heading inside the store. After greeting the cashier, I made my way to the back opening the freezer grabbing a Red Bull, shit taste like koi-laid to me. Fuck the chips at?

"Hiii, how are you?" the cashier asked, grabbing the can ringing it up.

"Good, how bout you baby girl?"

"Good...your total is four dollars and five
cent, want a bag?"

"Nawl"

"Alright have a good day". She slid me my drink as I slid her the bill walking out. Could go to Chinx's crib, but ion feel like hearing ha mouth on how Ian come home yesterday last night.

"There yo ass go, come on we finna crash" Rah said, we got in the car, meanwhile my attention was on this can drink, some writing caught my eye. I grinned mugging Dread shoulder showing him the can. "Ya lil thot" he said, I pulled my phone out texting the number

𝟻:𝟻𝟶 𝚙.𝚖
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿
𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊'𝚜 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎
𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗

I knocked on the door seeing Mama Dukes answer. "What you doing here ma?" I asked, closing the door behind me seeing Monique sitting on MY mama lap.

"Mm - get cha butt up" I demanded, stepping in front of them. "Yeen made out of glass! Get out my light!" Mama yelled, throwing ah fucking battery at me.

I looked back seeing Mama Dukes sitting down pulling out her phone. Since she wanna take my mama, ima take hers the fuck.

"Boy you to big for this" she said, I sat on ha lap looking at the tv. The front door opened grabbing all our attention. DeonTre walked in looking around then frowned.

"I wanna cuddle" he whined, tossing his keys on the countertop. "Go cuddle with him y'all" Mama Dukes demanded, pushing me up off ha lap like what the fuck?

Monique fell off mama lap as well...what kinda parenting? "Ion wanna cuddle with they ugly ass -

"Cuddle with they what?"

"They cute behinds" he smiled. I walked over bumping into his shoulder on my way to the kitchen. "Fuck outta my kitchen" I demanded, looking down at Monique.

"This my kitchen nigga"

"I was here first"

"This not even yo kitchen lil bitch"

"You right - it's my mama kitchen - so fuck up outta my kitchen"

"You forgetting nigga, I got two mamas including yours, therefore this MY mama kitchen". She moved her hair back opening the refrigerator grabbing MY cold bottle of water.

"Nigga, I put that in there for ME not you"

"Preciate it shawty, but you always take my water so therefore I take yours"

"Oh you bullshitting". She flicked me off, I yanked ha hair speed walking to mama standing by her. "Scary" she lipped.

Right before I could even respond, mama hit my ass like excuse you? "Get yo big ass out my light! Just told ya ass that ion know how many times!"

"Exactly! Yeen made of glass!" Mama Dukes added. In the corner of my eye I saw DoenTre sitting on her lap looking at tv like what kinda favoritism this is?

 In the corner of my eye I saw DoenTre sitting on her lap looking at tv like what kinda favoritism this is?

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