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504-324-6060 wassam shorty🤣
I looked at my phone confused on who this was. It's been days since I gave JB my number and he ain't never text me. So maybe this him. Don't know and don't care im not responding anyway.
Today I decided to go to the mall to ball out on me. I never really spoil or take care of myself like I used to so that's what im about to do.
As I walked in the mall a group of niggas was just staring at me while they was standing by the entrance door. Wassup with these niggas staring at me lately like damn it's something on my face or something? Me being the bad bitch I am I decided to turn around and asked what the fuck they was looking at.
"Boo you ugly ass niggas. Is it a fucking problem for y'all to be staring at me like im a deadman walking" I questioned as I was about to walk off one of em spoke up.
"Bitch nobody was looking at yo ugly ass we just glanced yo way" he said while sizing me and mugging while the niggas behind him agreed on what he was saying.
Did this nigga just call me out my name?
"Well pussy ass nigga glance the other way and not my fucking way you dumbass nigga,it's plenty of other bitches in here to look at and next time you call me out my name nigga you gon wish you never did" I said sizing him up and down.
Nigga was ugly as hell and looked broke anyway.
He started walking towards me like he was about to hit me but see me I fight niggas back. I dropped my shit and was about to swing on his ass until somebody pushed me back and punched the random nigga in the face.
The dude looked unconscious so whoever just knocked him out got strong ass knuckles.
I like that but why the hell he pushed me and who is this nigga.
I turned around and it was JB ass. He ain't have no type of expression on his face. Like he knock niggas out for a living.
I picked up my bag and started walking towards him. "Excuse me sir you ain't have to push me like-"
"Lets go" he said cutting me off and grabbing my hand basically dragging me out the mall. I ain't even get to do what I needed to do what the fuck.
"Where we going" I asked trying to keep up with his pace as he was dragging me. Nigga gotta be a crackhead with this speed he got.
He ignored me and told me to get in. I don't know this nigga like that so I ain't get in.
He rolled down the window "Son if you don't get in the damn car,you finna blow a nigga" he said while looking serious asf.
I took a Uber here so he lowkey the only ride I got at this point.
I huffed loud and decided to get in. To say he was a nigga he kept the car clean as hell. This probably his mama car.
