"I Told Her It's No Friends In The Game She Ain't Learn That Yet, All The Bridges She Run Over Don't Burn Just Yet, Cause She Want Respect But She Didn't Earn That Yet."
☆
BeautyxLuxury Presents Lemonade...
"Beyonce Get Out My Fucking Face Cause You Really About To Get Hit." I Mushed Her Head Back Rolling My Eyes. She Think She Slick Flirting With This lil Bitch On the the low In Front Of My Face Like I'm Invisible.
"Nika You Trippin' I Ain't Even Say or do Nun." Bey Said Gripping My Waist Kissing My Neck. I Pushed Her Off me and walked to our bedroom laying face first on the bed. Moments later I felt the bed dip.
"I'm going out tomorrow night with Kelly and the guys." My head shot up and I stared at her with a confused look.
"When did we make plans on going out and where we going?" I asked checking my messages to see if anybody informed me about going out tomorrow night.
"I'm going to the club, and trust and believe me ain't nun gon happen I know you remember last time." I laughed thinking what happened last year.
FLASHBACK
"Nah Beyonce Fucking Knowles who is this bitch that you been motherfucking texting and callingcause my name ain't no damn Peaches, Pinky- whatever the hoe name is, Then you got the bitch sending you naked pictures and shit. Ya'll got me fucked up oooooo!" I Growled throwing punches any and each way as long as she was getting hit it didn't matter.
"She nob-" She got cut off when we heard a car door slam. I snapped my neck towards the door then looked at Beyonce.
"We Got Company." I said twirling outside to see the bitch Pussy- no Peaches, Pinky- fuck it the hoe.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The hoe smirked looking at me, "Beyonce I thought you said she left already." I scrunched up my face and punched her dead in ha face making her fall flat on her ass then I just started going in on Bey ass. With every kick, punch, slap I added more pressure to each hit.
"And you got the Bitch pulling up to my house, What This suppose to be a Fuck appointment!? Fuck You Beyonce" I ran in the house and went to the bedroom we once shared and grabbed some off my clothes and stuffed them in my pink suitcase and grabbed my phone, charger, and car keys.
I got in my car and turned on Kodak Black Skrt and sung the lyrics. Girl I'm Done Wit You, Girl we done it's through.
