"I'm only going to this concert with you because I want to get fucked by Nahmir, Okay.?" I tell my friend Cordae who wanted to see Ybn Almighty Jay, why I don't know, he's ugly as hell.
"Who's says you're going to be so lucky.?"
"Me bitch." I scrunch up my face.
"If you say so."
I rolled my eyes pulling out my phone seeing that Nahmir recently posted a picture he looked so damn cute with his thick mustache sitting above his plump lip.
I instantly double tapped the picture slightly moaning at how good he looked.
I think I have a problem.
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"Zion can you stop! He's not even all of that." Cordae snaps, snapping me out of my little fantasy that would come true tonight.
"Don't let me get on Jay, stupidth!"
He immediately rolls his eyes before mumbling 'don't be talking about my man.'
I wouldn't dare claim his ugly ass.
"At this concert tonight we'll see who will be getting dicked down." I smirked now going through Nahmir's Instagram feed.
"Bet bitch."
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I rolled my eyes hard as hell when Jay performed his song called '2 tone drip.' This shit was fucking ass.
"He's so damn fine!" Cordae screamed in my ear jumping up and down squeezing my arm tightly.
"I LOVE YOU JAY!" He screamed again making other girls scream along with him, I just want to see Nahmir, damn.
I shook Cordae off of me with a slight attitude and pulled out my blunt I had behind my ear and lit it up.
"TWO TONE DRIP! TWO TONE FLIP! I GOT THE PLUG ON SPEED DIAL!" Jay yelled into the mic bouncing around on stage with those big ass shoes on.
I blew smoke out my nose and out my mouth after I inhaled it.
The music stopped making me instantly smile, finally he cuts that trash short.
"Zion! He's looking ath me!" Cordae squealed out smiling hard as hell when I looked over at him.
"You bout crazy as hell." I muttered dumping the excess ash on the ground and passing the blunt to Cordae who hit it twice before passing it back.
"I smell gas! Who got that shith.?!" Jay yells in the mic looking around in the crowd so I held mine down only to only feel it getting snatched out my hand.
"ME BIG DADDY!"
"Cordae!" I snapped turning to look at him to see him smiling widely and squealing so I looked back forward to find Jay standing right in front of us with a smile on his face.
He's even uglier in person.
"Let me take a hith little baby." Jay says in the mic extending his tatted arm out making Cordae yell even louder and proceed to give him the blunt against my wishes.
"Oh yeah and this a wood too!"
"This bitch stuffed!"
I gritted my teeth together feeling Cordae shake my shoulders and watching Jay put his nasty lips on MY weed. I didn't even want the wood back.
"YOU CAN KEEP IT BRO!" I yelled my mood now going sour, I was trying to get even more lit with the weed in my system but I knew that would be wearing off soon.
"Oh my god, he looked at me and touched my finger. I'm never washing it again." Cordae sighs leaning down and placing his head on my shoulder.
"Where is Nahmir dyke ass at." I mumbled still watching Jay perform his songs. I'm literally so salty right now because he's been up here for a while.
I want to see my man.
"With his girlfriend duh, wait is that him right there standing next to Vince!"
I squinted before shaking my head. "No that's a clout demon."
