JT FIRST DAY OUT.
JT.
"Get your ass snatched up like my new waist."
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PULLING UP to jaydas house—neyas friend, durk sat in the passenger seat since horace decided to drive. He was dressed in black amiri jeans, paired with a fresh black polo tee. On his feet he wore his special low white air force ones designed shoe with his 'motto' on it.
It read "wicked." , painted in grey, black and a neon highlighter looking green. His shoes matched his alpinestars GP tech jacket. For accessories he wore two cuban links on his left wrist and his iced out patek. For his neck he wore his "WICKED" chain.
Sitting in the back were dayvon, he was dressed down in all white. He had no beanie or hat on, he wanted to flaunt his fire ass retwist he had gotten earlier from his sister. He had on a hot pink balenciaga shirt, paired with some medium washed amiri jeans and topping it off with hot pink balenciagas. It was only right to do so. His accessories were his large "O block" chain, a cuban on his left wrist, and a audemars piguet watch.
And that left durk who— once again was in the passenger seat, had on white and red louis vuitton sneakers, paired with all white amiri jeans, one of his merched hats, the album hat, "7220". Matched with an avirex red and white all star jacket and a white tee underneath. His accessories were 2 rings on each hand, one on the ring finger and one on the pinky finger, 2 cubans on his left wrist and a patek on his right.
To say the least— these niggas had all that shit on em and the car smelled anazing. Their fragrances mixed together in one setting made it a sweet but masculine/manly smell.
It smelled delicious to say the least.
Von admired both of his boys. They looked good as hell.
"yall look good." He pointed out, cocking his head out to the side. Durk looked in the rear view mirror.
"Thank you pa, you too." Horace said speaking out before durk.
"Thank you sexy." Durk responded with a smile on his face. He loved when they complimented eachother and were able to show emotions. It made his dick hard.
Ringing up neya, they made sure to check the surroundings. Not even due to what they do outside of rapping but because in general they do look like regular people in a nice ass truck and the feds always watching.
"Come outside guh." He spoke into the phone before she responded with an simple 'okay' and hung up the phone.
The men were so focused to what she was wearing, they didnt unlock the car door.
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