𝙺𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚉 𝙰𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚂.
──── 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝙸𝙰𝙼𝙸 ────
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
" Where yo ass been at ?" Seven looked at me. " Ain't see you in a week."
" Nigga going on shopping sprees and shit." Karter laughed.
" With who ?" Seven scrunched his face up. " Bri ?"
" Hell nah." I made a face. " I don't fuck with that bitch no more."
" Oh." He shrugged. " Cody ?"
" Mhm." I nodded.
" That's yo girl now ?" He asked.
" Yeah." I said looking down at my phone.
𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐀𝐬𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐥 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥
she like papi i adore you
im like baby i ain't normal
gurrrrrrr 4-INUH 4-INUH !
Stop texting my phone.
😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪😪
😓😴😔😪😓😴😪😓😔😴😓
You act like a child.
🍆🧎🏽♀️
could be us but you playing.
Bye.
" I like her." He nodded. " She just seem like a solid ass female."
" You did the bind yet ?"
" No." I shook my head. " I don't think I need to."
" Well then you better make sure she don't leave yo ass or you gone be lonely."
" It ain't nothing to get another girlfriend , I just don't have time for that."
" Hell yeah." Karter said with chips in his mouth. " I like her way better than that other bitch though."
" Why y'all keep bringing her ass up ?" I made a face.
" Cause she came over here while you was gone."
" Tell her I moved to Mexico." I waved them off. " I heard them niggas gone be on they block tonight."
" Tyson and nem ?" Karter looked over at me.
" Hell yeah." I nodded.
" Well we pushing up then." Seven shrugged.
