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Lyric Flores.
Atlanta Georgia.

"Lyric come on bruh

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"Lyric come on bruh." Dasani said rushing me and I rolled my eyes.

"Girl don't fawking rush me." I flipped her off.

"If you weren't taking yo sweet and precious time, we would've been out by now." she huffed grabbing her keys and purse.

Do the absolute most for no reason.

I grabbed my red iphone xr, airpods, mini book bag and walked out before locking the door.

"Where we going again." I looked at her.

"Six flags." she responded with an attitude and I just rolled my eyes.

She mad cuz we finna meet up with her new nigga of the week and his friends and we a few minutes late. Any fucking ways.

I scrolled through instagram and tiktok for a while until we arrived.

"Get out."

"Who the fuck- lemme shut up." I mumbled getting out and slamming the door.

Got me fucked up.

"They right there, come on." she yanked my arm walking towards them.

I hate being touched.

"Wasshanin." her new nigga of the week, craig said.

"Hey pooh. This my bitch Ly-"

She said bitch a lil too hard for my liking.

"I'm not yo bitch." I said dryly. "My name Lyric."

"Oh shittt." one of them mumbled.

She rolled her eyes. "Anyways that's boog, teezy, and osama."

Ghetto ass names.

"Nice to meet y'all." I gave a small smile and they all returned it except for osama. I can tell he mean as fuck.

"Okay let's get going." Teezy said in a caucasian voice making me laugh.

We went to the batman ride first but Dasani and craig was gone.

I know she didn't leave me by myself-

"Come on lil bit, we ain't gon hurt you." Teezy linked our arms together and began walking to the ride.

Boog was flirting with the worker and osama just watched us.

I frowned at walked over to him.

"You don't wanna come?" I asked him and he looked down at me before shaking his head no and I nodded.

"Oh, if you don't mind can you hold this." I pointed to my bag and he nodded grabbing it.

"Thank you."

"You welcome." he mumbled and I felt butterflies in my stomach at his voice.

It was deep and a lil raspy. And it was gentle but aggressive at the same time. Not to mention he fine as hell with tattoos, waves, ear piercings, and a nose piercing.

Whew chile.

I went back to the ride and sat beside teezy as he recorded us.

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excuse any mistakes

Thoughts?

Dasani a good friend or nah?

What y'all think about osama?

What y'all think about Lyric?

COMMENT !

~ pradaaklips 💗

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