𝓐𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 ❦

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➳𝐙𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡➳

"Who goin in? Somebody gotta stay and watch the car." Patty Cake asks getting out.

"Don't nobody wanna steal this ole broke down ass car. Who the fuck gone steal this ghetto shit, the breaks don't even fucking work, we gotta stop this shit wit our feet and tree branches." I complain, crawling out the window.

"It's always a bitch wit no car got sumn to say bout mine." He pushes me.

"Don't touch me bitch ass nigga." I shove him back.

"You the one started this shit. Ten toes down my nigga." He guards his face, getting ready to hit me.

"Yo rims worth mo then the damn car itself nigga." I throw my set up.

"Y'all too fucking old." Dean mugs us.

"What's good lil nigga!?" I say as we start circling each other.

He bucks at me and I back up.

"Yeen een on shit forreal." He waves me off.

I bust him in his jaw then run around the parking lot as he chases me. He kicks me in my back and I fall into a puddle of oil.

"Tha hell wrong with you!? I'ma girl you shouldnta hit me that damn hard, hoe ass nigga." I get up as he cracks up laughing.

"If you a girl, you needa hit like a girl. You punched me in my shit wit dem big ass man hands, thought my gatdamn face was gone fall off." He laughs at me.

"Don't ever talk to me again, we not even friends no mo." I mumbles walking off with my arms crossed.

"Mad cuz you smell like engine oil." He walks backwards, in fronna of me.

"Move out my way." I try and dodge him but he keep on getting in my way.

"You a bitch, on ma momma you is. Fuck away from me nigga." I smack my teeth, stomping.

"YOu A biTcH." He smacks his teeth and stomps, imitating me.

"Move the fuck away from me." I sigh.

He laughs running into the store. My hoodie got oil on it, I'm pissed but shit at least it ain't get on my face.

I grab me a bag of Doritos, a king sized KitKat, and a fruit punch Rockstar.

These gas station prices is wild, ain't no way I'm paying fa all dis. I go in a camera blindspot and slip the KitKat in my hoodie, behind my phone so it doesn't look obvious then hold the rest normally.

"Damn shawty you pay fa dat?" A voice says making me jump.

I look to the side, seeing the dude from the wing place that I gave my number to.

"Mind yo business." I roll my eyes and go to walk off.

He chuckles, grabbing my arm. I scrunch my face up turning around.