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"Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin' rowdy. Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker. Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers." Played as we pulled into the McDonald's parking lot and parked up.
"McDonald's!" Baski ran out the car and sprinted to the building.
"Jit is childish." Droppa laughed as he put on his name tag and cap."She got friends at school besides you?"
"Yeah. Some nigga named Atticus." I answered as we walked to the McDonald's.
"Who's Atticus?"
"An emo white boy. Those are her type of people." I replied.
"Her type of people?" He was confused.
"You know..different people. Like emos, gay niggas, dykes, just people who are just different." I tried explaining.
"Uh huh..okay.." He sounded a little lost.
We walked in to be greeted by a cheesin' Baski.
"Can I get a happy meal?"
"Sure." He walked to the back.
"Ian even wanna be here." I took a seat with Baski.
"Why?" She pulled her phone out.
"They fired me." I unlocked my phone.
"What did you do?" She tried hiding her laughter.
"Fight a customer. She was bein' rude so she caught this fade." I looked at her and did playful punches in the air.
"Dropppppaaaaa!"
I paused, both Baski and I looked at the source of the noise.
Juju.
Baski looked scared out of her mind.
"He ain't workin' the register today. Go home." I informed her.
"I ain't ask."
"Bitch you needed to know. You also need to know that he ain't wanna see you,so if you ain't gonna order, leave."
She ignored me, going up to the cashier.
"These bitches don't listen." I shook my head and went back on my phone.
"Is she always like that?"
"Since the day she popped out her ratchet mama's pussy." I rolled my eyes.
