Every meek needs a kola..

Dink barbecue

A few hours later:this had to be one of the livest barbecue I ever been to. It was so packed. So many peoples so much food,liquor and kush. This how dink would want it though. My nigga loved him so barbecue his ass was always getting ribs he damn near ate that shit everyday. I was helping Brenda bring more food out. Thanks baby she said to me. No problem. Yo meek tone said calling my name I walk over to see what he wanted. It was about 3 thick bitches sitting by him. Wassup bro I said. Can you go open the door for kola I got burgers on the grill he said. Okay I said. I walk inside the house and to the front door. I open the front door and there stood kola and jazz. Kola was looking good ass fuck In that Burberry dress. Thanks we was out here for 15 minutes kola said walking in. Wassup jazz I said to her. Hey she said. I closed the door. I had to piss so I went upstairs. The bathroom door open Amber came out she looked at me and hurry up and went pass. She was dink and tone lil sister. She was 20 and bad ass hell she would try to flirt with me but I wouldn't react on it cause I looked at her like she was my lil sister. Moments later cash walk out the bathroom. When he saw me he looked like he saw a ghost. Ay bro it ain't what it look like. What the fuck u mean it look like you fucking Amber. Come on now we was just talking he said. In the bathroom come on nigga who you think you talking too. Nigga I ain't got to explain shit it is what it is he said walking away. This nigga cash been acting real funny lately I didn't know what his fucking problem was but he better chill out for some shit really go down.