Untitled : A Blueface Story

Chapter Two

Blueface's POV
   "What time you get off tonight doe?" I asked my babymomma as I walked out her apartment doors to my car with our son.

"You know I work 3 to 8 every night Jonathan quit asking me." She chuckled as she handed me his bags to put in the car.

Me and my babymomma been coo' for a minute. We had a little relationship or whateva, but we never going back to that. That bitch wanna date doctors and shit now, not that I blame her. I rather be with a jawn I can start fresh wit anyways. I still love her ugly ass though.

"You and this attitude. Someone need some dick ASAP." I laughed. Getting on her nerves is a must.

"I get it when it's needed don't you worry bout me and my needs, boo." She said standing on her tip toes to kiss my cheek. She leaned down and kissed our son, Javon, as she said her goodbyes to get ready for work.

While she worked all day, Javon stayed with me. It was easier to maintain before I blew up like I did, but now it's harder. Nothing Blueface couldn't handle though.

I got in my Benz and drove off to the stu. We was working on a new joint called Thotiana. I wanted to hurry and release it before we touchdown in ATL since I heard they got the baddest hoes. The booking is at Clark, so I'm already knowing I'll have the baddest and smartest hoes on my dick. I've been practicing safe sex more after fucking this bitch that gave me chlamydia. Blueface not burnin' again.

I pulled up to the studio and walked in with my son. The lil' nigga can walk but his momma baby him to the point where he don't want to. I wanted me and Gabriella to work out, but it was too forced. She moved on and so did I. Not the way she did though. I was blowing up too much to even think about settling down right now, and if I did, she gotta be bad as fuck.

"Put out all dem blunts," I told my niggas as we entered my studio, "My son here."

They all smacked their lips and put their blunts out. 

"You ready for Clark, nigga?" My nigga Blake asked me.

"Hell yeah. I was lurking on they cheer team page and I'm ready for my first orgy." I laughed and pulled my phone out.

"I know one of the cheerleaders actually. Her name Shaylamonte." He said scrolling on her page.

"Shayla what nigga?" I asked confused.

"The uglier the name, the better the head," He chuckled as he showed me a picture of her and her friend. "Shay the darker one. They bad as hell and that's only two of 'em cuz."

I couldn't help but look at Shay's friend. Shordy was bad as fuck and it ain't help she was doing them little tricks in the air on the second picture.

But can she do it on the dicc though? I thought to myself, licking my lips.

"Who the friend?" I asked, clicking the tag on the picture that led me to her page. "Krystal huh? Damn she bad."

"Bad and taken nigga. Her nigga look like he wear bow ties for fun." He said as we both burst into laughter.

One thing about me is that when I see something I want, there's nothing that could stop me. In this case, nothing could stop me besides her saying no. And who the fuck would say no to me?

I'm Blueface baby.

"Fuck allat, let's finish Thotiana so we can see if them hoes can throw it." I said, getting up out of my seat and into the booth. I put the headphones on me as the beat played throughout it.

Niggas say I be off beat anyways so I guess it don't matter if I hear it or not.

I couldn't help but chuckle as I started out my verse to the track.