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I sat there with my hands crossed and a straight face as groupies and niggas danced at this concert that my sister took me to since she had an extra ticket. I have no idea who this nigga is, and I honestly don't care to know. He can't rap and I'm honestly ready to go, but I'm staying because my sister is enjoying herself.
"Bust down on the gang, Blueface baby, yeah, aight; I'm every woman's fantasy" everybody sung along as I stood there, bored. I saw the rapper look at me for bit and continue singing his song. Thirty minutes later, the concert was finally over. I grabbed my sister's hand trying to hurriedly get out the building when I felt someone grab my arm. I turned around to see a masculine black man, with a bald head, and a beard. "Someone want's to see you in the back." We slowly followed the man, I grabbed my pepper spray just in case shit went left. We went into the back room and instantly smelled weed and sex. He pointed us to a room that said "Dressing Room #3: BLUEFACE" in the color blue. My sister saw it and freaked out. I assured her to calm down and she did. He opened the door to see Blueface smoking a jay, listening to music. "thanks cargo" He thanked the bald dude, I wondered why he called him Cargo, was that his real name? Blueface looked at me and said "You the shorty who wasn't doing shit at my concert huh?" I nodded my head, nonchalantly. "You don't like my music or something?" he questioned me, I laughed sarcastically and spat back "I don't even know you nigga." He had a hurt, playful look on his face and his eyes went towards my sister as she scrolled down Instagram. "Y'all sisters? Y'all look alike." My sister looked up and said "Yea, she's older" as she pointed at me.
"Aight so, I gotta go real soon, but can I cop yo number? I wanna get to know you" He said as he looked me in my eyes. I rolled my eyes and asked for his phone as I pulled mine out to give mine to him. I typed in my number 3109876543 (fake number) I saved it as "BabyD" He gave me my phone to see it saved to "Daddy Bluefaceee" I rolled my eyes and changed it to "Blueface" We said our goodbyes and he went in for a hug. I hugged him back, from the side, of course. Then I walked out right behind my sister. As we were leaving, I saw 2 dude going in, one younger looking and one looked about 19 or 20 with a lot of tattoos.
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I went back to smoking my jay, watching my future wife walk out as I seen my nigga's Kentrell and Nahmir walk in. "ahhh wassup with my niggaaassss" I dapped them up and we all sat on the couch. "Who was them two bad ass darkskin bitches that just walked out?" Kentrell referred to BabyD and her sister. "Her name BabyD, Ian even gone fake you, she finna be my wife nigga, she so fine my nigga." I said pulling out my phone to text my baby "Her sister was something nice" Trell said lighting up a cigarette inhaling it while Nahmir and him was playing 2k.
