𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 [ Completed ]

𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 - 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾

𝗞𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗭𝘆𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗞𝗼𝘇𝗮𝗿𝘁 | 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴
𝖠𝗍𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺, 𝖦𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖺 — 𝟥:𝟧𝟩 𝖯𝖬
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"You like her, don't you." Jay nudged me, making me scrunch up my face.

"Like who?" I mugged as I downed the rest of blue raspeberry icy.

This shit good as fuck.

She sucked her teeth, "Nani.. you feeling her. Even Kb noticed that shit."

"Word," Kb spoke up as he played with his son and my nephew, Keyi.

"Naw.. she just a fuck if anything," I expressed truthfully.

Ion do relationships, never been the type of nigga who got into em simply because I seen what they do to a mfer.

I was good being single, ain't no girl finna drive me crazy.

I already got enough issues.

Digging in my pocket, I pulled out a 20.. "go fill my tank bitch," I spoke to Kb.

"Nigga hold my son." He remarked, handing me Keyi.

"Bitch," he mocked me making my eyes widen.

"Watch ya mouth, your daddy don't need to hear you saying that." I scolded him, ion fuck with little kids cussing up a storm .. shit ain't make no sense to me.

He made a face, "bad word?" He questioned me.

"Yeah bad word fat head." I told him as I kissed his cheek.

A few minutes later, Kb came out with some drinks, blunts and some chips then slid into the car.

"Bitch.. did you use my 20 to buy snacks?" I mugged him and he had an innocent look on his face.

"Seeeee.. what had happened was—," I cut him off, "boy I should fuck you up," I mugged him, handing him Keyi back.

[ its pronuced KEY - I ]

I sighed and got out the car, niggas never do nun right.

Fixing my jeans I made my way inside and a few jawns was standing at the counter, looking back at me, giggling and shit.

Only one stood out, and she was thick dark skin jawn.

I always thought dark skins were fine, niggas be sleep.

Face and body right.