Karissa's POV
"We not changing." Nicki said. "I put in too much work into finding this and I don't wanna go back in there."
"Same." I sat down at the table.
"Well we should rest until the boys get here." Kae said, sitting beside me.
"Cool." I took off my shoes.
"Bae." I heard August walk in.
"BABY!" I jumped in his arms.
"Hey." he smiled and kissed me. I noticed a cut on his face and all over his hands.
"What you do? And where's Antonio?" I gave him a strange look.
"Don't worry about that. I'm about to go get ready." he put me down and walked upstairs. The rest of the boys followed.
$$$$
"We ready." August came down dressed in blue and black.
"Here we are." Chris had on red with blue jeans. Meek wore all black. Trey wore black with gold chains. Tyga wore camouflage.
"Let's go." All of us walked out. August, Alexis and I rode together. Nicki and Meek rode together. Tyga and Chy rode together. Trey and Courtney rode together.
$$$$
"Aye." Alexis and I danced.
"Say hey to the snap." Kae turned around with her phone.
"What's up bitch!" I stuck out my tongue.
"Look! Nicki's about to perform." Courtney pointed.
"What's up Tampa!" she said. Everyone cheered.
"Imma sing y'all a little something in minute. But first, I wanna give a big shout out to my new friend, Karissa! Happy birthday babe!" she smiled.
Everyone cheered and clapped for me.
"Now, I recorded a remix to Young M.A.'s 'OOOUUU' and I want y'all to here it first." she smiled.
"Here we go. Nicki Minaj's 'The Pinkprint freestyle' " the DJ said.
The beat began and we danced as she began to rap:
Young ma, it's the female Jay
I'm a brand accordin' to what retail say
Yeah my tours be sellin' out on presale day
Plus I got the title queen stream, press replay
Testified for my nigga to the DA's face
One time for this super old PA case
I'm still schoolin' bitches like GA State
And I'ma still ball, call me T.D. Jakes
Bars for years, niggas thought I did a bid
I'm draggin' these hoes like Harambe did the kid
Shut the club down, it was poppin' then we slid
I call my pussy liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig
But if you thirsty, I own a sangria
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pam Grier
I got a sign that say "Lames can't hang here"
Bats eyelashes, blank stare
He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?"
He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne
Every time they count me out I be like, "You sane?"
Bitch I come back like Jordan in his flu game
Every time I shoot it, it be all net
I give him ostrich, that mean all neck
Anything he need, I got on deck
And go to sleep playin' with his ballsack
Everyone cheered, laughed, clapped and danced.
They wanna know my recipe
They know I ball like the niggas at the ES-PYs
Strung out on the pussy so I call her Crystal Methanine
Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy
Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel bags
Got a bitch lookin' like Chanel ads
Chillin' out in dem Beverly Hill pads
I gave bitches time but they still mad
Si, está loco
If my bitch don't like you, yo tampoco
Me Dorothy and you Toto
Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense
Unless I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent'
Fuck outta here you dumb bitch
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun bitch
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, bitch
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It's Us
FanfictionAn unexpected girl by the name of Karissa meets her man crush and idol, August in a popular Atlanta strip club, Magic City. She can't stand her current environment, and she'll do anything to get out. From abusive ex's to run away's, will August help...
