Glock Season | Key Glock

III. Glockoma

January 7th, 2019

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"Nigga is you straight ?" I asked Glock as we walked out the club

"Hell yeah I'm straight nigga." He snatched his arm out of my grip "I can walk."

"Man down !" Woo yelled just as Glock went tumbling to the ground

"Drunk ass." Fat stood there looking at him "Mm mm mm." He shook his head

"You are fucked up." I helped him up with Jrip

"Nigga got to dropping his damn ring." Woo picked it up

We helped him in the sprinter and put him closest to the door, he wasn't finna throw up no where around me.

"Why the fuck y'all driving this shit so fast ?" Key sat up

"We ain't even pull off yet, shut up." Woo made a face

"Is everyone accounted for ? Check your pockets gentlemen." I told them patting my pockets

"Come on so we can bring the drunkie home." Fat sucked his teeth "I hate drunk people."

"And we hate when you talk." Jrip told him

"Ya mama loves it."

"Oooh." I covered my mouth "Jrip he said ya mama loves it when he talks."

"Wait till we get to Key crib, I'm knocking yo fat ass out." Jrip told him

"You can't fight." Fat shrugged

"Aye aye." Key sat up "On some real shit though."

"What you got to say Glock ?" I looked at him

"Y'all think that's my baby in her stomach ?"

"You drunk, shut up." I waved him off

"Nah cause what the fuck Destiny gon say that shit for ? After all this time."

"The fuck you even believing a dumb bitch for ?" Woo mugged him

"Shit ain't making no fucking sense !"

"I would hate to put you in a chokehold." I eyed him "Don't yell around me."

"Destiny ass just mad her free trial was over." Fat told him "Chill out, lil 45 came from you."

"Shit not adding up." Glock just looked at the seat

"No you trying to add shit in the equation when there is no damn equation."

"Shut up, I can't see."

"Let me out this damn sprinter." Fat sucked his teeth

"We almost to the crib, just a good 20 minute ride until I knock yo fat ass out." Jrip told him

"Shut the fuck up."

When we got to Key crib, Jrip ain't hesitate to jump out first.

"Bring ya fat ass on, ya wanna talk bout my mama and shit."

"Aye ! Shut y'all ass up !" Key yelled as he stepped off with Woo help

"Nigga it's 4 in the morning, why are you yelling ?" I looked at him

"I got this big rock in my jeans !" He continued yelling as he walked to the front door

"Nigga so drunk, he done messed up his own song." Woo looked at him

"Awe hell Jrip, getcho ass up." I threw my hands up

"Twist him Fat." Woo laughed

"Awe shit, fight over." I sighed once Fat got Jrip on the ground