In which Joseph and Tyquain have a little fun at their video shoot.
since y'all wanna play with me but ya' been knew Ima bad bitch and can do this😙
JOSEPH PINES.
"Oh, oh, oh." I snickered recording Tyquain who had a prop gun pointed at the cashier. "So who you rappin' at? Is you rappin' at the man you robbin' or oh, oh, oh okay, look at him he serious!" I laughed zooming in watching as his mouth balled up and he begun to rap aggressively.
"Ooo look at him!" I cackled as he turned towards me and smiled before letting his gun down not being able to hold his laughter in. "Mane you fool."
"Nah Joe that's you." Tyquain stands back on one of his legs fiddling with the prop. "I'm trynna rap and shit big bruh."
"Do yo' shit gangsta." I laugh holding my phone up again to record him. "Say my nigga, how you finna rob this bitch my nigga?"
"Shit." Tyquain held the gun up before walking up to the counter. "Four k trey nigga!"
"Oh bitch, you goin' to jail!" I laughed loudly as he smiles. "Ya' asshole gonna be turned into mash potatoes."
"Mane what?" He scrunches up his face as I laugh even harder bending over at his facial expression. "Stop smokin' Joe."
"Ion smoke no mo', I'm on a ninety day detox cleanse." I smiled holding up my water bottle. "Ian gonna' lie though, I want some soda with the purple."
"You can have that shit, I quit." Tyquain shakes his head as the director called out for us to take a little break. I don't know for what because we haven't been doing shit forreal.
"Joe, change into your next outfit please!" He yelled out as I walked to the back slipping my phone in my pocket as Tyquain followed taking a few snacks with him.
"Yous a thief." I glanced behind me to see him holding all the snacks in his hand before laughing.
"Ima pay them."
"This nigga lyin'," I muttered grabbing my clothes from the stylist and holding it up to my body as my face scrunched up seeing shorts. "Shorts?!"
"What?" She faces me. "You don't like them?"
"Hell nah." I looked over them liking the color but I didn't really like to show my legs. "Ion like showing my legs Danny."
"Danielle." She corrected me and I waved her off.
"That's what I said Daniel." I sigh as she flicks me off. "Y'all betta' be glad I like this color."
"Oh yeah, go put them on fa' me Joe!" Tyquain yells coming up beside me eating a snickers as I mugged him. "Why you ain' gave me no shorts Dylan?!"
"Danielle." She corrects him. "Quando they were the last matching fit we had."
"Mane mmcht." He sucks his teeth. "You wack for that Dennis."
"You know what." She breathes as I cackle pulling my hoodie off along with my undershirt so I put this outfit on. "Fuck both of y'all niggas!"
"Love you too!" I farewell as she walked out the room slamming the door behind her and I pulled the shirt over my head. I was about to pull my pants off but Tyquain's intense glare made me stop my movements. "Can you get out?"
