Kamari Wright | K3 |
Houston, Texas
"So that nigga in Hawaii fashoo?" I asked Dexter.
"Yeah, theres photos of em too." He informed.
"Pull em up." Reese said with his arms folded. Dexter nodded his head before pulling up the pictures.
"How da hell you got pictures anyway?" Bean asked.
"I had somebody out thea on the look out." Dexter said as the pictures popped up on the screen.
"That's Blake." He said pointing to a nigga with a scar by his eye.
"Look like we going to Hawaii." Bean said.
"Look like it." Reese said and i just stood there looking at the screen.
"Thats all i needed." I muttered.
"Getting him as soon as possible." I added.
"Look like we going to Hawaii this weekend." Reese muttered.
"Looks like it." I said lowly. I really aint feel like traveling all the way to no damn Hawaii. Then ian like the fact that i was gone be leaving Kiya down here.
"Aye, im finna head out." I said giving em a head nod.
"Fashoo." Bean said giving me a head nod.
"Ima stop by later." Reese said and i nodded before leaving out the door.
All a nigga wanna do is make money then some bullshit always pop up. Im sicka this shit. I really wish i woulda finished school cause this shit ain't it. Lost too many people, thats why i look at everybody as a temporary item cause either way it go, they gone either leave me just because or they gone leave due ta death. I looked down at my phone and seen the familiar number calling.
"Wassup."
"Wassup son, what you doing?" My pops asked.
"Leaving from somewhere finna go get Peyton from her friend house." I said as i got inna car.
"I think im getting out in 2 weeks."
"That good, ill come getchu."
"How my other daughter doing with her li smart mouth ass?"
"She good, just going through some family shit." I shrugged as if he could see me.
"Same shit, same shit. But go handle yo business when i get out we got some shit ta discuss." He said.
"Fashooo." I said and he hung up as i stopped at a red light.
"She got that wet, soaking wet." I mumbled thinking bout the song before i started playing it.
Sex, I need some wet shit
Neck, I need some becky
Yeah, I'm a lil manish
Kiss on your belly
Yeah, she got that wet shit
Yeah, she got that wet shit
Yeah, she got that wet shit
Uhh, she got that wet shit
We can fuck in the back of my ride
On the balcony all outside
In the master suite we out of town
Ima fuck you till the sun go down
I want you, you want me and my love
I want loyalty, then I want love
Wanna argue with me about trust
Girl where would you be without us
She got that wet, soaking wet
Girl let's go jet skiing
Girl you're the best, I mean it
"Come outside." I told Peyton before hanging up.
Mybaby❤️
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