Antidope

Part III

Kiana Pov

I wake up laying across Quavo's lap. I look up at him sleeping. Aww he looks so cute...but him, dumbass 1 and dumbass 2 are snoring like hell. It's 10:00 AM. I slowly get off of Quavo and run upstairs. I take a hot shower while hooking my phone up to my beats pill, letting my YG playlist play. I rap along to Who Do You Love. That's my favorite song by him.

I'm that nigga with the plugs

I'm that nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs

I'm the nigga on the back street

With the fat heat, niggas spear run like athletes

I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga

My Bank of America account got six figures

I'm that nigga on the block

Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the glock

You that nigga on the low-low

You the nigga, you the one that be talkin' to the po-pos

Porshe sittin' on Forgi's

Niggas can't afford these

The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11

I call my homies, not 9-11

I'm that nigga with the juice

But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q

Bitch, who do you love?

By the hook, I had soap everywhere. Trying to rap and bathe at the same time ain't gon' work. I finished bathing and got out and dried off. I did my hygiene and grabbed my phone and Beats pill and walked to my room. I put on some white short overalls with one strap dangling and a cami. I put on my Toro 4's and my white and red weed socks. I put some Baby Lips, 'cause I can't be havin' crusty lips, and I put my dreads in a bun with my black squad bandanna. I go downstairs and turn the stereo up as far as it would go and turned it on. Handsome and Wealthy came blasting out of the speakers. They jumped up so quick I thought they broke something.

Quavo- Bruh! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Kiana- *ratchet voice* WAKE YA ASSES UP! *turns the stereo off*

Tristan- I'ma punch you in ya damn face.

Kiana- *laughs* Try it, bitchhh.

Tristan- *flicks her off and goes upstairs*

Kiana- Jasmine, you can go up stairs and use one of the guest room showers. And y'all can go downstairs to the bathrooms down there.

Offset- Damn, how many bathrooms you got? *stands up*

Kiana- Ion even know. It's alot tho.

Offset-How you gon' by a house then not know how many rooms it got? *walks downstairs*

Kiana- *shrugs*

Takeoff- *jumps at Kiana* *goes downstairs*

Kiana- *yells down* Nigga don't get slapped!

Takeoff- *yells back up* Bet you ain't gon' do it!

Kiana- Okay.. *mumbles*

Quavo- *chuckles and tries to kiss her*

Kiana- *swerves the kiss*

Quavo- What?

Kiana- Breh, yo mornin' breath a lil' nasty.