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And all yall that wanna read & not vote... yall will be dealt with!

Jayunni:

I was standing here getting ready as Symere was walking round the house rapping.

I laughed to myself as i went to TikTok and pulled up the eyes apart filter.

I stood in the mirror doing my edges and he walked back in the room.

He was clingy so i knew he was finna come and touch on me. I quickly hit record.

"Big ass glock, fat shit. If you want some weed we tax shit. Jay what the fuck wrong with his brain? He mention my name we clap shit." He rapped coming up to me.

He got up on me and started rapping all in my ear making me laugh.

"I ain't even gotta shoot half yall bitch ass niggas I'll come through and slap shit! And that shit on Jesus." He said as he got in my camera.

I watched him through the mirror as he rapped in the camera. He started squinting his eyes and making a confused face.

I was trying so hard not to laugh.

"The fuck? Am i tweaking" He said lowly as he got close to the camera.

"What you say?" I said clearing my throat.

"Jayunni! I think I'm ugly! What the fuck! Am i ugly!?" He said rubbing his eyes.

I couldn't hold my laugh in no more.

He looked in the mirror then back in the camera.

"Man jayunni what the fuck type of filter you got on dawg! Had me thinking i was just an ugly ass nigga dawg!" He said laughing.

"I'm so weakkk! The way you stopped rapping and all. Oh em geeee." I said laughing.

"Yeen shit." He said laughing.

"You so funny. I'm so glad i get my hair did tomorrow. Whoop whopppp." I said dancing.

"Not gone yie I'm fucking with the real shit. I say wear it like this to Puerto Rico." He said.

"Boy no! It's my birthday. My blonde wig is waiting on me." I said smiling.

"Of course! It's never bout what mere want! It's always bout jay!" He said dramatically.