Trap Queen

P.O.V Anika Ivy Michaels

Remy Boyz, Yahhhhh
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I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my baby (baby)
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my baby (baby)
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah

I was singing doing the milly Rock dance. We was at my friends graduation bbq. She got her master's degree. The current scene is a lit situation. Me brown skin Dominican and black, I'm 19 years old, 5'4in tall, grey eyes, full lips, straight nose, long thick curly natural hair, but I wear weaves too, big hips, big booty, thick thighs, slim waist, 38d boobs, I stay Icey. Diamonds on my ears, neck and fingers. I had on my garter tights, huff socks, some short black TopShop shorts, a white with black #55 cropped Jersey, an oversized denim top to cover the booty and you know I had jay's on my feet the red #1's with some cool lil clear glasses. I am Flihippie I wear what I want when I want.

"Take my picture bitch" I demanded Aiyana. "I'm lit right now you gotta catch all this sexiness"! So I posed for the camera. Don't get it twisted my best friend is BADD. She's a pretty lil short, 19yrs old, 5' ft tall, with brown skin, green eyes, super slim waist, with a big ole booty, with the attitude to match. Niggas just literally throw they money at her. "Here just take it". Most say she favors Rihanna with perks. Aiyana took the pics and I instantly posted them on Instagram. With the hashtags #trapqueen #flihippie #flihippieChixxx #millyrockinonyablock #traplife #litlitlit 1500 likes instantly.

I barely got to bask in the ambience of this wonderful moment. My phone started going ham. "Hello"! Yo this JahKane. Jahkane is my soon to be ex man. We been together since junior high school. Tall dark and handsome the way I like em. He is 20yrs old, 6'6in tall, long neat dreads, with a trimmed go-tee, stocky build, beautiful skin, green eyes, full lips swag on fleek. With those green eyes the bitches be on him he be acting up. "Yo the lil homie ran out of work he need 5 zones". JahKane said. "Long as he got my money I'm on my way". I hung up before he could continue told Aiyana " "we of this" we hopped in my brand new Benz G63 AMG Truck and sped off.

"Aye pass me my strap out the stash." She gave me a look like trick what you need the strap for. I'm like when I wake up in the morning before I brush my teeth I grab the strap, ion trust these niggas. As I pulled up to the block, I turned off my lights then parked up. I have strict rules at my trap houses. "Call Rebel" I said to my car Bluetooth the phone barely rung and he picked up. " "I'm out front pull up"

Rebel is my side nigga we been seeing each other for 6 months now, and he is a fine chunk of chocolate 22yrs old, standing at 6'7, light brown eyes, brown hair with a fade waves spinning, trimmed mustache and beard, a lil cute pudgy nose , chinky eyes, sexy big lips, a chiseled chest, what seemed like 8 pack abs and a bulge that would make any chick, look 3 times and say to herself "and it's not even hard yet"?! He gets money, he is romantic, funny and down to earth. He has this cool hippie vibe I'm diggin "but"? Even tho we fuckin I still don't trust this nigga 100% so I always keep the strap when I'm around him. Cle shay I know but whatever life of a trap queen. "If you trust nobody you won't become a body". I learn from experience real talk. My Bother got killed in front my face, when I was 12 years old by a nigga he knew. I'm not playing with racks out here. I'm pulling in millions now. I gotta put my Safety before pleasure.

I hear a tap on the window. It was Rebel. I gave Aiyana the work told her "take this to the lil homie in the trap". I then motioned for Rebel to get in. Soon as he got in his tongue went straight in my mouth. He didn't even let Aiyana get fully out the whip all the way. "Damn Rebel" she exhaled. As she walked away his hands where all over my body. "Anika baby you looking right tonight". I couldn't help my self.

We peeled off around the corner to a dead end street. Straight back seat movements. Instantly he pull down my shorts, tights and panties and started eating my cookie. "Ohhh" I moaned. "You taste so sweet I love the way you taste", "turn around let me hit it from the back" he said. He put on a condom and enters my warm, tight, wet wet. Ahh it's so big I whispered softly. In and out so swiftly he bust instantly let's just say he beat it up quickly. When we were done he says, "when are we gonna make it official Anika? I'm sick of this quickie shit I want you to be my wifey".

"Look you know I'm not with the shits right now I'm young and having fun. We do us when we link up, till then deuces Rebel get out my whip, I gotta go get Aiyana before she freaks out and think I left her at the trap". I turned up my music I have those 6 12's bumping that new Future song "Trap Niggas". I bust a u-turn out the dead end street.
As I spin the corner, I see Aiyana waiting with her arms folded tapping her foot. I pull up she hops in the car with an attitude. "You tight right now"? I ask her she just says "take me to LeeAndrew's house, I got to pick up my car". She drives a 2015 Porsche Cayenne truck. We drove in silence until we got there. "How dare you, bitch make me wait while you was getting some dick". "Fuck you Anika" she says and she got out my truck.

I drove to my safe house. It's a $1,000,000 brownstone I own i
Uptown. The only people who know about it is my mom and Aiyana the only two people I trust 100 for real. If I told JahKane he would have some bitch in my crib, creeping. I got in and went straight in to run some water so I could soak in my new in house jacuzzi. I poured a glass of rosé' and got in. All I could think about is how I'm gonna keep bringing in this money to pay off school and mortgage and rent for my now 10 traps and 50 workers. I got 3 henchmen just in case niggas come at my head. I am a female, but I stay strapped so it's whatever really. Niggas gotta respect it cause I get it like niggas do. Forget shaking my ass or worst selling my ass to some random ass trick for cash. I'm not about that life. Trapping all day all night that's me.

I should be thinking about how great things are with Rebel, he makes me feel butterflies and fireworks and shit. How he wants to make it official and I'm playing games he is everything I need. He claims I'm the only one, but I don't trust him after all I've been thru with JahKane. Oh well I'm tired I'm off to bed. I leaped onto my king sized bed and called it a day it's 5am already my first class is at 9:30am I gotta get some sleep.

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