KNOX MONTE JONES
☪ثري
BAY AREA, CA
—G'S WALK IN'🎰.
"Dawg, I still find it crazy she's messing with all three of y'all." Med makes a comment, throwing his legs on my coffee table while I pushed his legs right off, dusting away the small dirt he had left.
"Them niggas your boyfriend in laws." Piccolo chuckles. "I'm just fucking with you, she told me bash is nothing."
"Oh, nigga of course." Med chuckles, I sat there listening to their conversation waiting for my time to add my opinion in. "Enough 'bout love lives and shit, Pablo needs us in Mexico."
"When?" I asked clearly my throat. "Because I need more product—my shit be moving fast down at watts dawg."
Piccolo shrugs. "Shid' Mexico only calling my name for this one bitch, her pussy did me wonders, think she casted a spell on me."
"She got a body?" Med asked his brother, dapping him up.
Piccolo nods, replying, "Hell yeah she got a body." He smiles feeling accomplished of something. "But i'm tweakin, them cartel bitches ain't no joke, so i'm finna lay down on girl man."
"Nah." I shook my head chuckling. "Them cartel and watts bitches will drive you crazy, as much as i love them gangsta' bitches, i don't see myself being with one ever again." I said, bringing my fist in my palms, resting my elbow on my knees.
"Foxtail go for proper, nice bitches now." Med says, i waved him off shaking my head. "Nigga know i'm the fuck right yo'."
"Med, you tweakin." Piccolo replies, kissing on his teeth. "Him and yasmin just close friends, surprised actually they haven't fucked—"
I smiled under my teeth dropping my head back, groaning rubbing onto my eyes. "I raw dogged, by accident, she kissed me and the shit caught me off guard." I exhaled, shaking my head.
"Wait!, Wait!, Wait!" Piccolo get's up from the couch, pointing his finger directly at me. "Med! nigga fucked on mama bed dawg."
I snickered holding onto my stomach, laughing my ass off. "Cuddy i didn't know, my bad bra, my bad. It just happened so quickly man."
"Bed was clean though." Med adds on. "So, that means you didn't catch ya' nut? Catching no nut ain't worth it brother, her shit not it."
"You tweakin." I disagreed with him as piccolo did as well. "Plus, i'm sure you didn't want my kids on ya' mama sheets."
"I, fa'sho don't want yo' crazy as kids on my mama sheets, got me fucked up—"
Piccolo's words were cut short from a small stud, "Shit." Yasmin mumbles loudly standing there in shock, covering her half naked body.
I squinted my eyes hardly noticing a clear line of a faded red colour that appeared on her neck. She hurries off before I could say anything, leaving complete silence in the living room.
"Y'all saw that shit?" I asked the others, they both nod in return. "I'm not talking about what she's wearing."
"Oh." Med kisses his teeth laughing. "You talkin' 'bout that shit around her neck?"
