1 Year Later....
Moneybagg ATL house
Molly POV
I pulled up to Demario house. I hopped out the car and went inside his house and slammed the door.
"Mane what the fuck is u slamming my door for" he said looking at me over the steps.
"NIGGA WHO THE FUCK IS THESE BITCHES" I said walking up the steps then I threw my phone at him.
"Don't throw nun at me" he said grabbing the phone off the floor and he read the messages.
"Who the fuck is that Demario??" I asked him.
"See that's why side bitches winning u always trynna fucking fight" he said smoking this blunt then I smacked his ass across the face and the blunt flew over the steps.
"Nie why the fuck u do that?" He said laughing then he walked up on me.
"Bitch hit me I want u to" I told him.
"U so insecure to the point where I want to cut u off" he told me and he walked down the steps and I followed him.
"U know what?? Fuck u Demario I don't deserve this shit" I told him with tears falling down my face.
"Mane come here bae then bitches don't mean nun to me I promise u the only one" he told me then he wrapped his arms around me and wiped my tears.
"Do u even love me??" I asked him.
"Mane how u gon question my love for u??? Walked inside the mall and blew a dub on u. This the real me when I hug on u" he said.
"Mane get off me" I said walking away then he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him.
"U gotta accept all the flaws that come with me I'm trynna build Ian trynna lose u, u gotta understand bitches trynna trick you out your spot by spreading the rumors" he told me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Bruh u in yo feelings about a hoe that don't matter. When I give u my last. Bae chill out I only love you" He said looking at me and I looked up at him and he kissed my lips.
I still don't believe this nigga so since side bitches winning right?? Two can play at that game bitch.
Ha Eat My Pussy Again otw best believe since he wanna play games. Like Ian notice his ass wording parts of his damn song he made for me last year.
His lying ass. This album cover gon be fire since he wanna cheat.
I pushed him off and grabbed my phone and walked away.
"Where u going?" He asked me.
"To hit the damn studio imma make a song just for u daddy" I said smiling.
I walked out his damn house and slammed the door again and got in my damn car and drove to the damn studio.
I pulled up and Malaysia called me.
"Hello??" I said answering the phone.
"Bitch what u doing??" She asked.
"Bitch just pulled up to the studio this nigga got me fucked up" I told her.
"So u seen the messages the girl leaked???" She asked me.
"Hell Yeah I seen that bullshit. And he gon try to sweet talk me and say parts from that damn song he made for me, Insecure" I told her.
"Helll nawlllll" she said laughing.
"Girl he think shit sweet since his side hoes winning imma Gon head make Eat My Pussy Again and show him my side niggas winning" I told her as I got out the car.
Kennedy was calling.
"Hold on Lay Kennedy calling" I told her and I answered Ken call.
"Bitchhh u checked yo Instagram??" She asked me.
"I already seen it Ken" I told her walking into the studio.
"Damn u good" she asked me.
"Yeah I'm good I got sum for his ass" I told her.
Rocky started calling me.
"Jesus everybody calling me hold on imma come to your house later" I said hanging up and I answered Rocky phone call.
"Bitchhhh" She said.
"Child I already know shit. We not publicly dating so tuhh I guess that's why hoes feel free to do whateva" I told her walking into my studio room.
"Girl fuck that dem hoes still not gon respect u even if y'all shit was public baby if he gon have you looking dumb out here if y'all do publicly date baby u just need to let him go really u need to leave him alond period but that's ur relationship imma give u my opinion" she said and I lit my blunt.
"I'm in the studio imma call u later" I told her and I was thinking about what she said.
"Ight bet" she said then I hung up.
I was gon rap from scratch no pen or paper needed finna rap what's on my heart.
"Play me that first beat" I told the producer.
I hopped in the booth.
"You a pussy ass, dancing ass, bitchin ass nigga, fuck is that? With yo lil prancing ass, ayy" I said.
I stepped out the booth.
"Play that back lemme hear how it sound with the beat" I told the producer.
"That shit sound fye imma put some more base in that beat" he said turning up the base.
"Okay now I like that" I said. I went back in the booth.
He played that part back over then I followed off that part and continued to rap.
"You in love your romantic ass, ayy
I'm the type of bitch that'll damage that" I rapped.
"Barely got a ass but it wobble when you touch it, hey
Ayy, cooling with my cousin, ayy
That's a nigga who gon' kill you if you touch me, ayy" I rapped then I stopped.
"Ight play it back so I can add the background sounds" I told him and he played it back.
"Hey, you a pussy-ass, dancing-ass, bitchin'-ass nigga (Bitching ass), ayy
Fuck is that? With your lil' prancing ass, ayy (No)
You in love your romantic ass, ayy (No love)
I'm the type of bitch that'll damage that (Finish him), ayy
(Ayy, shit, fuck it) Barely got a ass but it wobble when you touch it, hey (Ayy)
Ayy, cooling with my cousin, ayy
That's a nigga who gon' kill you if you touch me, ayy" I said as the song replayed and I added backgrounds.
"Psychotic, iconic real raw bitch
Ho, is that's your man? I stole him like a bowl of Trix, ayy
I don't like people , I smack niggas
Step up in yo' house like a frat nigga, ayy
Dancing to the money I'm jiggin'
I know he got a girl, he eat my pussy like Thanksgiving, ayy
Ayy, bitch I got a feeling
When you see it smolders, how you know we in the building, ayy" I rapped the other verse.
I did the same thing and went back and did the backgrounds.
"Psychotic, iconic real raw bitch (Iconic lil')
Ho, is that's your man? (Uh) I stole him like a bowl of Trix, ayy
I don't like people (Ayy), I smack niggas (Smack, yeah)
Step up in yo' house like a frat nigga, ayy
Dancing to the money I'm jiggin'
I know he got a girl, he eat my pussy like Thanksgiving, ayy
Ayy, bitch I got a feeling (Ayy)
When you see it smolders, how you know we in the building, ayy (Building, hahahaha)"
"Cut-cut that ho off 'cause he's a ho and he's dramatic (He's a ho)
Play my shit in strip clubs all them bitches acrobatic, ayy (Let's go, yeah, haha)
Getting money niggas I'm attracted, ayy
Yeah, bitch, I'm so distractin', ayy
I'ma take his cash and make the nigga eat my ass, hey
He gon' play his music but shit is fucking trash (Fucking garbage, hahaha)" I rapped another verse and smoked my blunt.
I went back in with the bridge.
"Ayy
Ayy
Hey, hey, this nigga solely in they feelings
I be saying shit and they don't know me, I ain't kidding"
Then i did my outro.
"Bitches come in last, ayy (Ayy)
Ayy, uh, ay, hey
Hahaha, hey, hahaha
Ayy, Queen shit bitch"
I been working on this song for four hours.
I was getting sleepy lord. The producer put it together. We gon finish tmr.
I left and drove to Ken house and we talked.