RIDE OR DIE - 6ix9ine

BABYMOMMA DRAMA

-𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖞'𝖘 𝕻𝕺𝖁-
She took so many pictures a nigga lost count but the way she smiled I really didn't give a fuck.

Angel: *posts the pictures*

Danny: yup that's my girl

Angel: ooh shit my phone is on fire right now how the fuck do people see shit so quickly

Danny: it just happens ma don't question it

Angel: okay...

Danny: I want you to stay here while I go pick up my daughter

Angel: why can't I go?

Danny: I don't wanna hear my babymoms mouth

Angel: *thinks* nah not about to be apart of this babymomma shit fuck that

Danny: what?

Angel: I'm not dealing with this shit, I'll gladly go back to modeling as a liquor model before I do this shit *leaves*

Danny: slow the fuck down *grabs her arm*

Angel: Tekashi, Dan, Danny whatever the fuck your name is get the fuck off me

Danny: now you just tryna be funny

Angel: go handle ya babymoms and not a bitch you met at starlets *pulls away from him*

Did she really just say that? "A bitch you met at starlets" damn that mouth on her

Danny: smartass I did now I'm not gonna tell you again sit the hell down Angel

Angel: *sits down and uses her phone*

Danny: *grabs it*

Angel: nigga I'm not in the mood to play with your rainbow haired ass gimme my phone

Danny: *unlocks it and turns on KEKE* aye baby knows my shit!

Angel: *takes it back and sits on the couch*

Danny: I'll see you when I get back baby

Angel: *laughs* no the fuck you won't ha!

I rolled my eyes and closed the door, I swear fucking with her she's gonna end up turning my hair grey and shit but it's worth it

Danny: *comes in* come on baby

Sara: don't be having my daughter around these hoes

Danny: I have one bitch so don't even try it, get her ready so we can get the fuck outta here

Sara: if she a stripper or a wannabe rapper I'm fuckin her up on sight

Danny: Sara get my daughter ready

Clearly she was testing my gangsta, she was mad annoying but whether she likes it or not she decided to let me bust a nut in her so now she gotta deal with my ass even if we aren't together

Sara: *hands him her stuff*

Danny: I'll be back next Sunday

Sara: mhm

I got my daughter and went back to my house, but not before hearing Sara bitch and moan about the same shit over and over again I swear this is the reason why we aren't together now

Danny: *comes in* Angel

Angel: *looking for her clothes*

Danny: ANGEL

Angel: what the fuck! What Danny what!

Danny: where you goin' shawty

Angel: home *orders an Uber*

Danny: you are home

Angel: nah baby daddy I'm not *gets her purse*

"Baby daddy" damn this girl has jokes

Angel: *walks out of the house*

Fuck she was serious about leaving

Danny: girl calm yo ass down and come back in here

Angel: nah I'm good

Danny: I don't even fuck with Sara like that so calm ya ass down Angel

Angel: whatever Daniel

Danny: okay you don't believe me lemme hit  up Kooda *calls him and puts him on speaker*

Kooda: my nigga 6 wassup nigga!

Danny: wassup, I got my girl here thinking I still fuck with Sara now you know this situation better than her so you tell her

Kooda: give her the phone

Danny: *hands it to her*

Angel: *takes it*

Kooda: the nigga hasn't fucked with his babymoms since his baby came so chill ma

Angel: okay then

Yeah she felt mad dumb after he told her there wasn't shit going on between me and babymomma now I gotta calm her ass down later on tonight