Own crib, own car yeah you like that. Slick mouth, pussy great yeah you like that. Bad bitch, cute face yeah you like that. Don't be surprised if I asked where the bag at.
Karly Imani Santana
"What the fuck you want Tyler ?" I slammed the car door sitting inside his grey mustang in the parking lot at the park.
"We need to fucking talk." He mugged me and I rolled my eyes hard unlocking my phone with my finger seeing my cousin had text me.
Charmaine 😘💜 : Mama made some banana pudding you want some ?
"Come on mane. Stop being disrespectful bruh !" He slapped my phone down on my lap.
"You be disrespectin me with them bitches all in yo phone !" I shot back
"I know you ain't tryna throw shit in nobody face when you went behind my back and tried to fuck Renzo !" He yelled talkin about his homeboy.
"Alright I'm done talkin to yo ass man." I grabbed the car door but he locked it.
"When you gone see that I love you mane ? I don't give a fuck about them bitches they don't mean shit to me, ya heard me ?" He said in his Louisiana accent
"Boy I don't see nun of that shit." I sat back in the chair shrugging
"Let's just start over man." He looked at me. "I love you.." He said grabbing my hand into his and I sighed. I had missed him alittle.
"I love-"
Before I could even reply I heard a hard smack on my window and I quickly looked and seen Lencia, some bitch I was beefing with on Instagram about Tyler.
"What the fuck is this ?" He slapped the window again and I seen two other girls walking up.
"Man get the fuck back !" Tyler yelled and she walked around the car.
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Sweet Tooth | Glokknine
Teen FictionIf Ya Head Game Fie Might Keep You, I'm Looking For A Nigga With A Sweet Tooth.