August 13th, 2019
Los Angeles, CaliforniaKey's POV
Me and Dolph was in LA doing press interviews to promote our new mixtape Dumb and Dumber. We was doing a questionnaire with Noisey. I don't know how why we agreed to do this shit cause me and Dolph fried like a m'fer.
" Do you prefer grits, oatmeal, or cream of wheat?" The interviewer Trey asked.
" Grits." Me and Dolph said at the same time.
" Now how y'all eat y'all grits?" Trey asked us.
" Salt and black pepper." Dolph said.
" I put sugar on mine." I said stretching.
" Woah." Trey said.
" And butter." I said adding on.
" Gots to add butter. Ion know bout dat sugar shit." Dolph said shaking his head.
" Ion know bout dat black pepper shit." I said.
" Cool, I put Old Bay in mine." The interviewer said nonchalantly like that shit normal.
" OLD BAY?!" I asked with my face scrunched up.
" Old Bay? Where you from?" Dolph asked.
" I'm from Maryland. We put Old Bay on everything. Old Bay goes on everything man."
" Old bay?" Dolp asked again in disgust.
" Yeah."
" Bruh, ian never heard dat. Never. Ian never heard nobody put Old bay in it." Dolph said.
" Ain't dat seafood seasoning?" I asked confused.
" It's seafood, chicken,, it's whatever you wanna season shit with." Trey said.
" What we talking bout? Grits? You said grits right?" I asked forgetting cause I'm high as hell.
" Yeah grits."
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