Stop Playin with Me

Part 4

"Ight y'all it's like....8:45....y'all tryna get food before we hit this shit?" I asked rashly trying to in a cough and passing the blunt to KD. "Shit I'm tryna eat some real food, y'all tryna get some steak and shake?" Krizzle said rubbing his stomach. We all agreed and got up grabbing our stuff and heading downstairs. "Y'all out now?" Jayvion asked with his back against the wall scrolling on his phone. "Yeah big homie we out. You good?" Krizzle asked dapping him up. "Fo sho...take care of my big headed ass sister ight?" He laughed rubbing the top of my head. "Bitch don't you got a baby momma to entertain? I'm sure one of them 4 need yo ugly ass." I snapped smacking his arm away from me. "Bitch shut up witcho irritating irrelevant ass, go feed yo mutts outside. They keep barking." He laughed getting up and walking away. I rolled my eyes, " I'll meet y'all asses outside." I said walking off to the kitchen. I went over to the fridge and grabbed three T-bone steaks out the fridge. I took them out their packages and put them on a plate taking them outside to the backyard.

I had three pit bulls named Tank, Gutter, and Snowflake. Tank was a tan pit bull that had a white fur patch on his stomach and he had the most beautiful green eyes. Gutter was my special boy I found him when I was 16 walking home from a friends and I found him scared stuck under someone's fence with part of their gutter wrapped around his chain, he was only a month old. He has a black coat with hints of brown within it, and dark brown eyes. While Snowflake was my baby girl, she's an albino pit bull with icy blue eyes, she's an absolute diva.

I walked to each of them as they sat quietly waiting for permission to eat. I sat their food down in front of their houses and walked back. "Feast!" I yelled to them, each ran out of their houses and began feasting on their steaks. "Mama loves y'all." I smiled and walked back inside and out towards the car. "Y'all niggas ready I said climbing into KD 2018 white and black corvette. "Les go den." He replied pulling out the driveway to steak and shake.

We all just ordered their double cheeseburgers with a large Oreo milkshake to go and started driving to the party. Paris and Krizzle in the back flirting and shit, both they asses were already high and drunk as hell. Me and KD in the front chilling bumping some Lil Baby. "So wassup ma? How yo shit been?" He asked leaning over by me. "Shit be coo forreal, business the same, school the same, money the same. Just ready to do some new shit you know?" I replied looking at him. He smirked a little and looked licking his lips. "Yeah I feel you ma, I was thinking about New York, shit even California... but honestly I want some basic shit...move to like Wisconsin, or West Virginia, some shit like that." He smiled while he spoke, a nigga really tryna get out the hood...I feel him though, I thought to myself. "That's why I'm in school for construction... I started taking some architecture classes too. I wanna build my own crib you know? I want my shit to be on a Hill, looking over the city." He said sitting back in his seat still smiling and he looked over at me, I smiled back and looked at the road in front of us. "I feel you, I always wanted to have my dream house...some original shit that ain't nobody got but me away from everyone and everything." I smiled myself thinking of raising my own family away from the drug life. We both looked at each other and smiled. He looked me up and down and bit his lip, "So wassup ma, why you tryna match a nigga? Tryna cock block me and shit?" He smirked and turned onto the street of the party.

I ain't even realize me and this dude was matching. I had on a black silk sleeveless crop top with red skinny jeans that made my ass look even fatter than usual, with some red Jordan 12s on. I had on red lipstick with my hair straightened and my edges slaying and some gold hoop earrings.  I had my nose piercing diamond stud in and my 18k gold diamond crested bellybutton piercing with my fang 20k golden grill in. I was looking like a full course meal. KD has his dreads still braided back down his back, he had in his 20k diamond earrings, and his 20k diamond silver grill in. He had on a black tee with his gold chain on, with his pair of red biker jeans on, with his own pair of red Jordan 12s. He was fine as hell, he had tattoos covering his neck, his chest and his arms.

We pulled up to the party and seen nothing but people running around, drinking and falling over and yelling. We all looked at the place, each other and back at the house. Almost in sync with each other we said, "Rich White People Shit.".