Glock Season | Key Glock

III. Glockoma

July 27th, 2018

Markeyvius | Key Glock

"KEKE DO YA LOVE ME ? ARE YOU RIDING ? SAY YOU NEVER EVER LEAVE FROM BESIDE ME CAUSE I WANT YA AND I NEED YA SOMETHING SOMETHING DOWN FOR YA LOVE !"

I put the pillow over my head trying to ignore Trouble loud ass singing. She don't even be knowing half the fucking words, she should've kept the dictionary Fat gave her ass.

"I GOT A NEW BOY AND THAT NIGGA TRADE ! WOP THAT ASS WOP— YOU THE ONLY ONE I LOVE !"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP !" I yelled

The music stopped and she walked out the bathroom.

"Excuse me you bitch ass nigga ?"

"Mind your mouth." I told her

"MiNd yOuR mOutH." She mocked me "You need to get up anyways, don't you got a interview today ?"

"I'm about to ship you to Nashville so you can do hoodrat shit with Miah."

"Me and Miah finna be roommates, if I live with you it's not gonna be anymore Key Glock."

"And what the fuck is you trying to say ?" I sat up

"I'll Keke Wyatt yo ass. I will stab you lil boy."

"You better be bout it bout it like Master P." I grabbed my phone

"First thing you do is grab yo phone, go brush yo damn teeth." She mugged me

"Get out my damn business." I told her looking at Fat text before calling him

"You a never guess who I just saw." He started laughing as he answered

"Who ? And what the fuck so funny fat ass ?"

"Who you talking to ?" Trouble looked at me

"I ain't talking to you." I bucked at her

"Who the hell your Randall from monsters inc ass talking to ?" Fat asked

"I'm talking to Cyan bitch."

"You just said you wasn't talking to me !"

"Cause I'm not !"

"Ion got time for y'all two to be yelling in my damn ear." Fat said

"She need to stay out my business." I got up from the bed

"Go brush your teeth, your breath making my daughter upset."

"You definitely have my son in your stomach."

"This is my daughter like I said."

"Girl, I carried him for 20 years, be lucky I let you carry him for 9 months." I made a face "Yeah, shut that shit up."

"Y'all need a fucking tv show." Fat started laughing

"She ungrateful as hell." I told him going in my closet "Some her daughter, that's my son hell you talking bout."

"Stop talking shit !"

"You can't beat me so I'll talk shit all I want to !"

"You couldn't beat Stunna though." I heard her mumble real low

"Hold on Fat, cause she mumbling like I can't hear." I set my phone down "What the hell did you say ?"

"I said what I said."

"Don't get jacked the hell up." I warned her before walking back to the closet "Hello."

"You done made me forget why I called you." He sighed "Damn, it was a good reason to."