Kayla pov
I was at home bored and eating hot wing I just thought I have to be at the studio at 2 so I should get ready I took a 20 minute shower and put on
And got inside my pink Lamborghini and
*At the studio*
I was working on my song Fuck The Opps
Armed: I like the beat
Kayla: yeah I think me and My best friend Leah should make a song let me call her
Armed: ok
Phn convo
Me:hey
Leah:hey bestie
Me: we should make a song
Leah: litty Omw
Me: ok
End of phn convo
So Leah arrived and we are just thinking rn
Leah: what about the song can be called Let It Blow
Kayla: sound litty
Leah: Pull up on your block we gin let it blow we don't talk to snitches we don't fuck with hoes
Kayla: Aye and we should add You Fake ass rappers bout to get exposed
Leah: I just seen your mama at the at the Conner store
Kayla: what the Conner store
Leah: its catchy
Kayla: that could be the Hook
Leah: k
Kayla: I cloud say Look bitch, you a dirty ass trick
Always got yo hand out
I'm Cuban Doll, I stand out
That's why I brought my mans out
'Cuz I got them bands now
'Cuz we in a Benz now
Break it down, smoke a pound
It's a damn shame how they change for the fame
Fuck a name, I'm in the game, I make it rain
You's a lame, I pull a stain
You ain't gang, you need a pass to hang
'Fo I snatch yo chain
Murk your ass and catch a plane
Cuban Savage, I'm insane
I don't do no talkin' bitch
'Cuz there ain't nothin' to talk about
Pull up to the murder scene, bitches wanna talk it out
I'ma pull that choppa out, bullets make 'em walk it out
Now this bitch forgot about that gangsta shit you not about
Leah: and then we will put the hook
Kayla: what would you say
Leah: um...aye I got it I should say
Fuck the opposite and fuck 12, man they ain't stoppin' shit
Hoes dick biting, if I had one, you'd be toppin' it
I'm droppin' shit
Yeah my name is molly, I ain't poppin' it
Four with a high tech and a Fanta, swear I'm high as shit
All these bitches lyin' talkin' 'bout they takin' trips
Rob yo hoe out the stick then I put 40 in yo bitch
I won't miss, like I'm swiping, nigga all my pieces hitting
I'll never trust a goofy, all you bitches counterfeit
I don't know why these bitches hate me, I don't never hate
Slide down yo block with the K and they bitches elevate
Say they put money on my head, well get it back bitch, I ain't dead
Yeah bitch that's what I said
Free my brother, fuck the feds
Kayla: yeah then we put the hook one last time
Armed: I got just the beat
Leah: aye that is litty
We went in the both and booth and rapped it I dropped my song and me and Leah want to go to a fancy restaurant named 4'flowers
* out to eat*
Leah: that song is fire
Kayla: right
Leah: Kayla guess what
Kayla: what
Leah: I just seen your mama at the Conner store
Kayla: *laughing* O beastie you a clown
Leah: the sad part is I know that
Kayla: so have you talked to Lucas today
Leah: naw the said they go on tour tomorrow
Kayla: that is a long time with out them
Leah: rite but at least we have each other and I plan on hanging with Kentrell more
Kayla: y'all still fuss of stupid stuff
Leah: I'am just petty to him
Kayla: welli had a sister but she was a crack head and died
Leah: I know that was sad
Kayla: not really she always would abuse me but when them checks came she was all nice but I was like naw biissshhh
Leah: you are a mess kay
Kayla: ok and
Leah: I hate you
Kayla: I love you to bestie
Leah: sike I love you to
Kayla: well its late we should get the check
Leah: yeah
Rose: ready for the check
Leah: yeah and you were very nice
Rose: thx can I get a picture
Kayla: sure
We took the picture and she gave us the check
Kayla: how much
Leah: $250.00
Kayla: good cuz last time it was $400 when me and santo came here
Leah: hungry ass
Kayla: what ever
We went back to my house and watched Netflix and told Lucas and My baby santo bye cuz they left at 2:00 am and we got tried
Kayla: night lee
Leah: night Kay
We went to sleep
*THE SONG THEY DROP*