"𝐘𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐆𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄." Ethan heard dd's voice echo throughout the train station.
"For what David? it's like 8 imma morning" Star stated looking at dd like he had three heads.
Mmcht why you—you really mmcht aii" dd stumbled over his words.
"Stop fucking doing that stupid shit, you sound studious as fuck" she ranted rolling her eyes.
"Call me another name Star, watch what happens to ya ass" dd spoke aggressively grabbing her neck.
"Ouu bae I like thatt"
"Nah what the fuck! Y'all bipolar as fuck worda bro" notti busted out laughing, before side eying the two's interaction.
"Nigga shut up, just mad cus you aint had a girl in over a year, lonely ass" dd shot back wrapping his arm around star and kissing her cheek.
"Stop talking to him like that, fore i we jump you" she said defending him.
"Yea aii" was the last thing he said before sitting down and going on his phone.
Notti just laughed to himself, he always found dd's short temper funny.
He could be real happy one minute and then get overly angry the next and then go back to being happy.
Notti never understood it, nevertheless he still loved his brother the same.
Notti sat down, grabbing is phone from out his pants pocket and opening instagram.
He read over some comments on his recent post, some supporting his music, some saying how fine he was, and others disrespecting his gang, as well as his dead's.
When he first started getting comments like that he would reply to them cussing them out, giving them the same energy they gave him, but his friend DDOT told him that it was a waste of time, and it was also bad for business being that he was more familiar with the rap industry, and the hate.
