Glock Season | Key Glock

III. Glockoma

June 12th, 2018

Cyan | Trouble

"You a fucking dick, on soul." I mugged Key "Got me fucking sick."

"Good, you need to stay in the house."

"I'll still go outside, hell you talking bout ?" I pressed my home button

"Get me off pause, I ain't call to see a black screen."

"Shut up, where you at anyways ?" I went to Instagram

"I'm home."

"Damn you lie bad, Ethan just posted a picture of you in the damn studio." I shook my head "I'm finna report it."

Ithinkethan Studio session with @keyglock smoking on dat @runntz 🎬💨🍋🍒🍊🍇

"Fuck you gon report it for ?"

"Cause you li— shit I gotta sneeze." I paused waiting for it "False alarm."

"You need to go to the doctor." He smirked

"No I don't, Farrah gave me some medicine my nose is just runny." I told him "Fuck is you smirking for ?"

"Cyan !"

"Speaking of the devil." I mumbled as she walked inside the living room

"Come feed yo sister while I finish cooking."

"You a supermom, you do it all." I looked at her making Key laugh

"Feed yo sister before I beat yo ass." She bucked at me

I got up from the couch and went to the kitchen seeing Amira in her swing. I picked her up and grabbed her bottle heading to the living room.

"You finally decide on where you moving to ?" Key asked me

"No, Florida might be the move though." I told him as I gave Amira her bottle

"No, hell no." He shook his head "Uh uh, ion think so ma'am."

"Excuse me ?" I started laughing "I'm a whole city girl, fuck outta here."

"You ain't shit but Ashanti rain on me crying head ass, you better stop."

"You wild bro, I'm definitely a city girl from the 901." I said "Period."

"Period." He mocked me "You not funny."

"I'm dead serious bro."

"I'm not yo fucking bro, you want me to lock your ass in a room again ?"

"First of all, don't play with me." I rolled my eyes