In which Osiris and Jay get in an alteration over Ms. Plastic.
JAY BRADELY.
"Get the fuck out my face bruh." I frowned pushing Osiris back by his stomach as he stood over me fuming about some fuckin' Tabatha. I was really trollin' when I said that shit on live but as always lightskin niggas gotta take shit to the heart. He slaps my hands away from his stomach before pushin' at my shoulders.
"I told you the girl is mine!" He yells. "The fuck you need to be around my girl fa' ?!" Osiris questions while putting emphasis's on 'my girl' I laughed leaning back against the studio chair staring him down. I loved making people mad, it just goes to show how bad I can get under their skin.
"You not Michael Jackson my nigga." I wave him off chuckling. "You already know why I'm around Tabatha, don't ask no dumbass questions."
"Can't believe she fucks with yo' ugly ass!" He spats sitting down in the rolling chair completely upset as I smile showing off my new glistening babies. "I should go G Herbo on both of y'all!"
"You mad for no reason." I shrug spinning around. "All this over her suckin' this dick? You could be doing that shit right now but you wanna argue with a real nigga."
Osiris makes a face that was filled with disgust before messing with the buttons making loudly his song worth it play throughout the room, now it was my turn to frown my face up.
"You been singing this song for ninety fuckin' years." I grumble tired of this song already.
"I could give you the world Tabatha!" He sings throwing his head back with veins sticking out his strong ass neck as I just looked. "You just gotta be worth it!"
I shook my head with it tilted to the side wondering when would he shut up about her ass. It wasn't that serious to me because I was only using her for head and food, since she knew how to cook.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Osiris screams hitting the board dragging his fingers down his cheeks with his head thrown back. It was then at this moment I knew this nigga was slow.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yell. "You sound like a dying goat!"
"Glad you know I'm the goat." He smirks before whippin' out his phone. "I'm about to call Tabatha and see who this bitch cries over!"
"Lightskin niggas always got to do the fuckin' most." I uttered rolling my eyes hearing his phone ring, since it he put it on speaker phone. After a few minutes went by she picked up on the last ring sounding annoyed.
"What Osiris?"
He looks up and smiles while sticking his tongue out before looking back down at his phone leaning back in the seat rubbing a hand over his waves.
"Damn I can't call to see how you doing?"
"No my nigga." She sighs before shuffling was heard in the background. "The fuck you want? I'm busy right now."
"Can't be too busy if you answered my call." He mutters making her suck her teeth.
"I can hang up." Tabatha responds making him shout no quickly as I stifle my laugh causing Osiris to glare at me. He was going out sad.
"What you see in that Jay nigga? I thought we was going to be together forever."
"You so annoying, oh my god." She drags out slamming a door. "I'm about to block ya' number my nigga. What I got going on with Jay don't have shit to do with you."
