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I spend stacks on my rings, I spend stacks on my Rollies, Called out that bogus, get called out, that bogus, I drop off a head on the Royce, it was loaded...
كيران
30 MINUTES LATER...
KIRAN MARIE' FIELDS
"TAY, CAN YOU GRAB MY GLOCK OUT OF THE GLOVE DEPARTMENT?" I asked as I check my face in the mirror.
"GLOCK?" She yelled.
"Yea. My Glock?" I smiled as I reached over to grab it out of the department.
"You have changed a lot in a year." She shook her head.
"I know," I smirked as I cocked it.
"I promise it shouldn't take me long to grab the rest of my stuff." She opened the passenger seat door.
"I'm coming with you," I told her.
"Nah just stay." She told me.
I hopped out of the car anyway cause not on my watch. The both of us walked to his doorstep.
"You gon knock? I asked her since she was playing with her fingers since she was nervous.
"I got it." I knocked on the door.
"Stop being nervous nothing gon happen." I lifted her chin and smiled.
"You didn't tell me yo' friends be this damn fine." He licked his lips as he stared at me.
"She didn't have to. Bum ass nigga." I stared at him.
His mouth dropped. "She needs to get the rest of her shit," I spoke to him.
