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I knew my nose wasn't tripping, bitch I'm a motherfucking dog. She smelling like all sorts on liquor in here.
"We was just vibin in the car"
"You and that nigga? Fuck y'all do up in dah car?"
"Don't worry about it yo, I just told you we was vibin-
"Diamond I swear don't fucking play with me right now. Dead ass"
"....none happen yo. Just....daily basic shit ya know..."
"What you mean by that?"
"Vibin bruh like we do everyday! That's it yo"
Fuck...I just need to calm down. On some fucked up shit right now.
I put my hand on her thigh stepping on the gas. "My fault. Been tripping hard as fuck today..."
She ain't respond to me though. Don't need this type of energy right now. ~~~ Had to make a few stops before I went home despite the time. "Yo Pop wassham man"
"Wassup cuz. Tell Mike to bring his lil ahh here"
"Fasho"
I turned off my engine taking my keys out opening the glove department taking out a bag.
"Close that for me" I commanded looking back out my window.
"Wassham bro"
"Wassup man aye here it is"
"What's this"
"The shit JB and them need. Don't tell me yo ah forgot"
"Nawl man nawl. Me and Obasi been busy and some shit"
"Where Obasi at?"
"That nigga just left"
"Shii me and him ain't talk in like 2 days"
"I'll tell him to hit you up...who the female?"
I looked at Diamond who was on her phone with ha headphones in.
"TreVon sister. Staying wit me till he out. Gone get ha up outta New York"
