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karma's pov i hop in this nigga bryson car and he speed off. nigga turning all hard and fast like listen you hitting them corners a lil too fast tf. we pull up infront of his crib quick as fuck. i didn't even notice he was yelling the whole ride i was more focused on if we get pulled over i was getting locked up cuz ion got a license on this blicky. i realized his door ain't open and i feel some hot ass breathe on the side of ma face.
karma: my nigga are you telling in my face?! i looked over mugging him choppa: yo ass always think shit a joke! get inside! karma: bitch i'm grown i go on my own command but ima go inside
we hop out the v and into his crib. this nigga slam me up against the wall.
karma: you got life fucked up choppa: why you entertaining those niggas ova thea karma: nobody was entertaining nobody if anything they was putting a show on fa me while i was holding it down. PLUS we not together don't forget dat choppa: you a hoe mane karma: i'm a hoe cuz i hang around niggas? let's talk about the bitches in yo phone or are you not ready fa that talk i sat down on the couch scrolling on my phone choppa: you think this shit a game?! he slapped my phone out my hand and it broke against the wall karma: my nigga you just broke my shit?! you lucky i got money to get a new one! i said picking up my now broken phone. shit was typing random letters and numbers. choppa: yea the money you got cuz a me! you was a nobody before me! karma: you a low down big bobble head wide neck wide tooth ass rapper! you ain't hand me shit! don't forget yo roots little one
i'm giving myself a round of applause in my head cuz that comeback was hard asf when i see the big body ass nigga charging at me. i whipped out the glock and shot him in his foot.
choppa: karma wtf?! he fell to the floor and i grabbed his phone and called mariah.
phone call mariah: choppa fuck you calling ma phone fa? karma: bitch it's me i need you to come me the fuck now!! mariah: bitch what happened karma: i done shot this nigga in the foot! i gotta go neowww!! karma: ight joe on his way to get you karma: ight i hung up the phone and threw it in a bush. i waited a good 10 minutes and a black hellcat pulled up. i hopped in and see that joe nigga. he was looking mighty yummy doe.
joe: you going back ta youngboy crib? karma: yeah nigga where else? i said mugging him joe: mane drop that attitude fo i leave yo ass hea karma: anyway i said looking out the window. i felt eyes burning into the side of my head. i decided to talk cuz it was too quiet. karma: so other than being fine asf, what you do fa fun? scam? shoot niggas? rob niggas? joe: i do it all he said smirking karma: so how you got ties to this youngboy? joe: that's bro since the low karma: you make music too? joe: yeah i be spitting a lil sum karma: god why all these niggas think they rappers? i mumbled to myself joe: mane, hea listen to dis he put on a song i'm assuming was his. it wasn't bad but it wasn't good either. something you gotta listen to on repeat for a whole 24 hours to be like ouu yea this shit really heat!
karma: it's ight joe: mmcht, mane what you do miss judgy karma: anything that involves throwing a little ass and guns from time to time joe: you a hood baby he said chuckling shaking his head karma: born and raised joe: you a stripper? karma: wtf why would you say some foul shit like that?! i asked mugging him joe: my bad shawty karma: i'm fucking wit ya, yea ima stripper joe: you got a nigga? karma: no but i just shot my ex one joe: you mine na karma: tuh fuck i look like a dollar? i'm single joe: you mine if i say you is he said looking at me. i felt something hard on my coochie. this nigga had his gun point at my coochie.
karma: aight nigga damn joe: yea so that stripping shit dead na he said pulling into the driveway karma: if it helps you sleep at night i was about to open the door when this nigga yanked me to him by my neck. joe: wtf i just say huh? karma: you gon pay me? joe: when you wit me money ain't even a issue no more karma: then the job is gone i got out the car and walked inside
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mariah pov karma came in the house cheesing hard as a bitch.
mariah: girl where you been at? took you booku long to get here karma: girl i got me a new man she said twerking mariah: huh? who? karma: mr. babyjoe mariah: oh lord i said laughing karma: what? mariah: that nigga joseph annoying i said walking back to the living room karma: just how i like em kd: so karma ma i see you back for me karma: i got a boyfriend nigga go on somewhere kd: where he at den? joe: right hea he said sitting next to karma putting his arm around here kentrell: say, when this happen? joe: on the ride here mariah: y'all ain't ever talk a day in life before joe: didn't trell kidnap you? he said mugging me mariah: you right lemme mind my business i said laughing
three: man let's go to the studio and call over some hoes! me and karma just mugged him three: for the single men of course karma: mhm mariah: don't be playing on my top i said slowing looking away from three boomer: youngboy twin headass mariah: shut you square face ass tf up kd: not to much on my boy na mariah: yea whatever kentrell: say i do need to hit the studio tho and we need to check on the trap kd: the trap ahhh my second home he said dancing in his seat mariah: bird ass nigga i said laughing kd: best friend don't be doing me ben: say let's go i'm tryna get my dick wet
kentrell: ight ma i'll be home later mariah: mhm bye kentrell: you ain't gon give me a kiss? mariah: bye deshawn kentrell: mane he walked over to me and grabbed my neck and kissed me karma: oop kentrell: i'll see y'all later
they all got up and walked out the house. the bitch was dead silent now could hear a hoe queef from a mile away.
