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📍STL – MO📍

"Yo ass know you smokin' gas. You mad the blunt ain't finished." Monte was seated in the passenger seat as high as ever when Trey laughed at him.

"Nigga, it's hot as hell in here. Whatchu mean?" When Monte responded, the boys laughed.

The most of the day was spent working on things, so they decided to hotbox a random abandoned car now.

Bando took the driver's seat, then both Monte and Trey in the back, with Seven in the passenger seat.

Once they had smoked about the third blunt, Kash stepped outside the car. He made the quick decision to temporarily break the hotbox because he couldn't take the heat.

"Then, I'm tired of hittin' this shit. Boa, I'm high as hell." Monte said.

"On my soull." Bando nodded in agreement while leaning his head against the steering wheel.

"Y'all niggas lame as hell." Seven laughed as she spoke.

Before ending it, he smoked the remaining blunt they had.

"On bro. Niggas lungs weaker than a newborn baby." Trey joked.

"Niggas been smokin' since they was twelve now they think they the shit." Monte laughed. "Bra, yo lungs just fried harder than my lemon pepper wings."

"Bitch, I was smokin' at 15. Watch out." Trey laughed.

"Nah, I'm talkin' bout this nigga." Monte nodded his head towards Seven.

"Who?" Seven turned around while furrowing his eyebrow.

"You nigga. Sneaking in school restrooms and had niggas blowing bright and early." Monte replied.

"On brooo." Trey laughed loudly.

"I remember my second hour teacher caught me, because that's when my eyes used to get red as hell." Trey spoke.

"She called my momma up there and she whooped my ass that day." He finished, as he kept laughing with the group of guys.

"Nah, when this nigga Bando was a senior and I was a junior or sum. That nigga almost got me caught up." Seven looked over at him, as Bando began to laugh. "Ian gone lie."

"What happened?" Monte asked.

"Bra, this nigga brought weed to school while they was checkin' mothafuckas this day." Bando began to speak.

"I told bra ass we was just gone pass that shit back, when the other person had went through the metal detectors and shit."

"This nigga fucked up and threw the sack by the teacher foot, dawgg." Bando and Seven were both laughing. "I turned my head quick as hell."

"Nigga, you should've picked that shit up. You fuck up." Seven shook his head.

"You niggas ain't go back for it?" Monte asked, through his laugh.

"Hell nah. I wasn't getting that shit." Bando said. "Nigga had a whole eighth on him."

"Bra, fuck you bring an eighth to school forrr?" Trey had tears coming from his eyes, while he laughed.

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