August Alsina imagines

You know him?

"August!" You called him. He walked downstairs and looked at you.

"Wassup?" He asked.

"You know someone name Malong? They keep sending me emails saying you know him and y'all used to be homies. He is getting irking." You complained.

"Who?"

"You tell me! He keeps emailing me." You lied again.

"Who the fuck is Malong?" August asked you, you shrugged.

"August, oh my god. You got a homie, his name is Malong. That don't ring a bell?" You asked, trying not to laugh.

"Nigga, who the fuck is Malong?" He semi yelled. You drug your hand across your face.

"Malongggg. Like, Ma' long dick." You burst out laughing. He made a straight face.

"Brah, don't say that shit. For I give you My long dick. How about that." He mumbled, grabbing a maple praline off the plate and walking back upstairs.

"Ooh attitude!" You laughed.