pretty girls like drug dealers | blueface | completed

too nice

Meechie pov
*a couple of days later*

Trey was holding his stomach laughing while Mike looked at me in shock.

"You really ate her ass?" He asked.

We were at my Trey's spot playing Madden and I randomly told them about it. That shit was kinda lit. It wasn't none I'll just do, but it's iight.

"Yeah." I shrugged. "It ain't none forreal. Don't taste like nothin'."

Trey laughed louder and Mike paused the game.

"Ian eating no ass cuh. That's one thing that just ain't happening."

"Nigga you need to grow up." I said.

"Man you can't smoke with me no mo'. Nigga gone be in this hoe smoking booty."

I started laughing with them, "That's why ya last bitch cheated on you. You childish."

"Trey you eat ass too?" He asked.

"When I'm off the Henny I'll eat a bitch to death. If my tongue end up in ya ass then it is what it is."

"Mannn." Mike said laughing, "I'ma start asking niggas where they mouth been before I smoke with 'em now."

Trey's phone dinged and he looked at it, "Quent outside." He said standing up to go open the door.

"What you pause it for? C'mon so I can beat you real quick."

"Nigga you ain't got nowhere to be." He said resuming the game.

"Wassup y'all?"

"What it do?" I asked reaching to dap Quent.

"Ain't shit man. Some lil niggas just tried to ride on me."

Quent always been the weak one out the group. Niggas used to beat his ass in middle school. Only reason they stopped was 'cause he started hanging with me and Trey and learned how to fight.

"Some lil niggaaaasss? You let them youngins take you?" Mike asked while me and Trey laughed.

"Them boys had guns pointed in my face and shit. Ian have none on me but a couple hundred."

I fell out the chair laughing.

"You a real bitch bro." Trey said. "They would've had to buss that hoe if they wanted my money."

"Ian studdin' y'all. I'ma pull back up and handle that."

"Damn. Meech & Trey eating ass, Quent getting robbed what the hell going on?"

"Who ass you ate?" Quent asked.

"Nigga what you mean? He talkin' 'bout my girl. Ion put my mouth on just anybody."

"I forgot you was fucking with her again. Ion see why though. She childish as hell."

Looking at him I asked, "You got some you wanna get off ya chest?"

For some reason, the nigga wanted smoke with Ava. That Leah shit was old so Ian even know what his problem was now.

"I'm just saying. Y'all ain't do shit but argue. I ain't finna be with no bitch who still in high school anyway."

I turned fully around, "Who the bitch is Quent?"

He looked at me, "Ian calling her no bitch. I meant females in general."

"Yeah all that. What I told you 'bout speaking on her anyway?"

"Man gone with that shit bro. That girl really have you in yo feelings acting like a hoe or some."