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LA'RRYA NUDAN FOCS. 18 | Atlanta, Georgia.
"What's wrong with you?" Tyty tilted his head at me as I typed on my old phone. "Her and Kamryn STILL arguing over that petty shit like they don't miss eachother." Nya said shaking her head.
"Ain't it been one month since dat'? Yall bored." He commented.
Thief Ass Nigga (📲)
Thief Ass Nigga (📲) — 7:55 am & like i said, stop being petty and come talk to me
— 7:55 am You gonna say sorry to me?
Thief Ass Nigga (📲) — 7:55 am Come see me, stop acting like you hate a nigga — 7:56 am I miss you and you know that — 7:56 am I hate this shit — 7:57 am I miss you bruh
— 7:57 am I just want my stuff from your house. read
I turned my phone off, tuning back into the breakfast table conversation.
"You ain't ever say that, If we have a son we not naming him fucking Tyler Jr." Nya mugged TyTy.
"Nya, I'm a junior it's a legacy!" He argued back with her. "Both you niggas ugly, I hope yall don't pop one because that nigga gon' be crud." Trip shook his head.
"Nigga you ugly!" Nya mugged. "You got a whole yam on yo' face calling folks ugly." Tyty said.
"Y'all not gon' jump him tho." Ken said, putting his back beside one of the lunch chairs. "Nigga where you been?" Nya asked. "Woke up late nigga, then had to take one of my lil yea's to get breakfast too." He said.
