𝐊𝐲𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬
"I'm just saying..." I started.
"Don't just fucking say" he cut me off. This the 5th time he cut me off.
"I thought..."
"Stop thoughting and start thinking."
"BITCH like I was saying I thought you was still with her." I raised my voice getting loud with him. "stop cutting me off lil sergeant fade ass."
He looked at me.
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"Imma let that past since youn know no better" he said leaning back in his seat.
I rolled my eyes. "If you wouldn't of been cutting me off I wouldn't of even called you out yo name." "Y'all really be bringing out the worst in me."
"Mhmm."
"Ion even like cursing like that."
"Cussing?"
"Cursing"I said.
"Just take me to my sisters" I said putting on my seatbelt.
"Gotchu" he said leaning back up some starting the car on pulling off.
"What is yo real name?" I asked.
"Kordae." He mumbled.
"What?" I asked.
"Kordae" he said.
"That's cuteeeee" I cooed.
"Don't call me that shit though." He said.
"Shouldn't of told me yo name." I said. "put the gun down kordae" i laughed.
He mugged me.
We pulled up and saw Tattoo hitting the dougie in the street.
"Getcho real retarded ass out the street." Glock said out his window.
"Boy I'll kick this pop socket." Tattoo said walking to the window. "Oh heyyy lil kynda"
"Hey Tattoo" I said.
"Tattoo there go yo car." Glock said.
"Where" Tattoo asked looking around.
"Right there." Glock pointed. "You don't see it?"
"No"
"It's nonexistent bitch get away from my car." Glock said.
"Fuck you hoe."
"Niggas finally wanna pop out." Deezy said. "And you got my girl wit you."
"Where the fuck y'all ducked off to?" Tattoo asked.
"Straightening shit out" Glock said.
"Y'all cool now ?" Ban asked.
"no." I said.
