Drill Rapper Imagines 🤭

"Drillin"-Kay Flock

"She a baddie she tote on the knocka"
"41 Bop"-Tata ft.bassiclay all of 41
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*Lo: Sugarhill
Y/n POV
Kay nd I were bending thru the hill cause some lil ass kid was talkin in his name. He had some of his man's in the V w/him but it was only 2 other ppl, one of 'em being the driver. Ofc he had Dougz w/him but there was some other guy Ian know nd he was the driver. I dead forget how many ppl he knows, like how tf does he keep up w/them? I only talk to like 10 ppl like that and I struggle w/keeping up.

"Where the fuck these niggas at? We been out since 12." Kay says stressin, gettin all mad nd shit.
"Nah cause it's dead 3 rn, niggas is pussy" The drivers says, makin me nd Dougz laugh.

We were drivin round for a few more mins before we decided to go back home bc ts was getting insane. Jus then, we hear someone playin some DD nd everyone gets mad excited as the driver does his best to follow where the music is coming from.

We unlock the doors before hand nd roll up the windows.

Kay: "That's them?"
Dougz: "Nah, but it looks like one of DD's mans."
Y/n: "Can u get us closer?" I ask the driver as we were still on the traffic side, nd he nods. He makes a lil turn nd I could see them getting suspicious.

Y/n: "Nah they catchin on, we gotta go!" I yell out jumpin out the V as it was moving.

I stared lettin off some shots nd hit one of 'em, but they started shootin back. I heard the other door open rapidly and Kay nd Dougz joined me.

"DON'T RUN!" Kay yells out dead makin me laugh.

We were chasin them niggas down nd couldn't even see their shoes, deadass some track stars.

We ended up droppin one of 'em nd ofc their man's ran on em, shits tragic tbh.

We ended up losin the niggas as they ran into a building.

"These niggas pussy, wrd to my muva." Kay says dead upset.
"You always feenin to catch a hit" Dougz says while catchin his breath.
"We got one of them niggas tho" I respond while lookin for the car.
"We gotta get outta here before the feds come" I say to which they nod nd help me look for the car.

Kay gets a text from him, sharing the lo so we head over nd jump in as he speeds off.

"We got one of 'em niggas" Dougz says as Kay sighs.
"Ts ain't enough tho, we coulda hit 'em all."
"We'll catch 'em next time, trust. Them niggas always lackin." I tell him, gettin a lil happy smile.
Driver: "Nah you both some demons."
"Yk what I said bout them gangsta females" Kay says as he gives me one of those looks.

Eventually, conversation would flow back to normal after. Once we hit our strip everyone was much calmer nd tbh I could prolly say they forgot abt the drill.

Some dumbass was tryna run us off mid-turn in one of those 4-way intersections, wouldn't be surprised if it was one of them sugarhill niggas tryna follow us back.

Due to this, Kay ended up crashing into me nd ts actually hurt a lot for no reason.

"Ah fuck" I say on impact, squinting at the pain and going to grab my side.
Driver: "You good back there?"
Kay: "I'm sorry Ma." He apologizes while moving back.
Y/n: "I'm fi-"
Kay: "Is that fuckin blood-?" Kay starts while looking at his arm that made contact w/me.

He rushes to check my side, moving my hand from it only to be met w/blood in my hand and a lil pool of it forming on my seat as most of my clothes did the soaking.

Kay: "fuck you aint say nun for?!"
Y/n: "I dead didn't even notice till u hit me" I respond in defense.
Dougz: "Is she Alr?"
Y/n: "Imma be okay, dw."
Kay: "nah fuck ts, we're goin to a hospital."
Y/n: "No tf we're not, I'd rather fuckin bleed out." I say defensively, lifting up my shirt to assess the damage.