𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐢𝐱

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀, a 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤!

[rewritten]

NOTTI WAS STOOD in the block surrounded with almost all of his friends who nearly filled the street, it was a hot day in Harlem so literally everybody was outside. his friend Sugarhill Keem was also filming his new music video so best believe, everybody was outside because they wanted to be in the video.

he wore a white wife beater and black shorts as he watched his surroundings, the extreme heat making him slightly sleepy.

Notti didn't even realise that he was zoned out, he tuned everything out as he stared straight ahead.

"yo these niggas needa hurry up, i'm deadass tryna go home." DD muttered.

they had been shooting the music video for almost 2 hours and it was starting to get boring. DD felt like he had already been in enough scenes, it was just Ddot & Notti who wanted to stay for a little bit longer.

"stop complainin' we gon' leave soon." Ddot rolled his eyes, this was DD's fifth time complaining about going home in the last ten minutes.

"ian complaining nigga, i'm tired and hungry." DD whined, to him it felt like they had been outside forever, " and you been sayin' that fa the past thirty minutes nigga." DD huffed impatiently.

"Notti! tell ya brother to shut the fuck up." Ddot said loudly which caused Notti to snap out of his state, he rolled his eyes at the sound of DD and Ddot bickering.

"shi ion care no more, he's your problem dot." Notti shrugged, Ddot blinked at Notti with a straight face before letting out a small huff and walking away.