"Why didn't you get me a pop?" Kulture asked me as she drunk some of my pop.
I chopped her throat causing all the pop she drunk to come up.
"Why would you do that?" She asked me coughing.
"Why would you drink my shit? Then you put yo lips on it. Ion even like you like that." I mugged her.
"You know you like me." She said as she pulled out her phone.
"Ye Ight, you better not be sucking dick."
"Tuh, you better not be sucking dick."
"I'a slap the fuck outta you." I looked over at her
"You sell crack?" Kulture asked me.
"Yo momma smoke crack?" I asked her.
"Ion know."
"Ion either, shut the fuck up."
"You got some more nuts?" Dex asked kulture.
"Go look in the kitchen. You always eating weird shit." She told him.
I looked at Santana, Angelo, and dj. "Ion like how y'all always at my wife house. Y'all need to leave asum."
"Mmcht, I been over here." Santana mugged me.
"And you can leave." Kulture said to Santana.
"Cam you be on weird shit. " Santana said to me.
"When she become yo wife?"
"Been my wife."
"Been his wife."
Santana moved his head and mugged kulture.
"UGHHHHH, get out my wife houseeeee." I mugged him.
Me and Santana was never coo, he was 2 years older than the rest of us so he always thought he ran shit, but I wasn't going fo that running shit, so he would make it harder for me to make money and shit, he always thought he was better than all of us, always doing dumb shit that we had to clean up.
Imma kill dat nigga.
"Santana you look like you'a put sugar in yo girl tank." Junior said.
"That wasn't even funny." Santana said to Junior.
"Ahh, this nigga mad." Dex said as he pointed to Santana.
"Ahh, this nigga gay." Santana pointed at Dex.
"On yo momma Ian gay."
"Don't put shit on my momma, gay ass." Santana twisted his face up.
"I'a show you gay." Dex said as he stood up, but Angelo pushed
Him back down on the couch.
"Don't touch my lil nigga, big back bitch."
"Chill on my bestfriend." Kulture said.
"Kulture shut yo fat lip ass up, bug ass ashy lip ass." Junior said to her.
"Junior you look like a fucking bug, dirty bitch," she said to him.
"Santana fight me in the bed." Dex said and everybody stopped talking and looked at him.
"Just get the fuck out my wife house fo I beat all y'all assess." I said to all of them.
"You ain't gotta tell me twice, fruity ass shit." Angelo said as he walked out the house with Junior right behind him.
"You leave, da hell."
"Make me leave pussy."
It took a minute for Santana to leave but his long head ass got up and left too.
"Dem niggas knew better." I said to myself.
"I gotta leave too?" Dex asked me.
I swear, sometimes I think he lost all his brain cells.
Dex showed me a picture of Amanda's new hairstyle.
"That hoe got that thin Ass bob."
How yo bob thin and stiff?
"At least she took them braids out." Kulture said before she wrapped a blanket around her body and laid on the couch.
"What's that her real hair?" I asked Dex.
"Yeah, she got all that oil in her shit, shiny ass bob." Dex said.
"Leave that damn girl alone dexterous." kulture mugged him.
"Kulture you prolly bald head." Dex said to her.
"Dexterity, you have a bald spot in yo waves please don't start." She said as readjusted her blanket.
"It's called a crown, shut up, you got them ugly ass toes painted pink, yo couch dusty, and and and and and and and and-
"This nigga stuck." I shook my head.
Lmao.
"Yeah just Shutup, cause you know everything you said was a lie."
"So what we Finna watch a movie?" Dex asked her.
Ion wanna watch no damn movie.
"Dexterous why you use all the dishes in my kitchen?" Kulture asked Dex.
Dex turned to look at kulture. "Why yall keep calling me dexterity and dexterous? My name is just dexter."
"Why you use all the dishes tho?" I asked him.
"I needed at least 10 dishes to make my apple-mustard milkshake." He shrugged.
Who the fuck eats apples with mustard-
"Wash her dishes, Uan need Allem damn dishes for that nasty ass shit." I mugged him.
"You always mugging, i'a give you a dolla if you smile." Dex cheesed.
"Fuck imma do with a dolla?"
"BITCH!, you can uhhhhhhhhh, buy a fucking, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you can buy sum to drank wit det shit, uhhhhh, BITCH! you can buy a damn taco wit a dolla. Ummmmmmmmm you can, you can get a damn-
"This nigga slow." I said to kulture.
"I just wanna know why yo words ain't coming out right today." Kulture looked at Dex.
"Nigga it's called tongue twist, them hoes do tricks, da fwak," Dex said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Do dem dishes while you in nea." She yelled to him.
"Imma see you later." I told kulture.
"Okay."
I leaned over the couch to hug kulture, and walked into the kitchen.
Ye, this nigga washing dishes.
"I'a be back later li g."
"Ight den bra." He said before he dapped me up.
"BE SAFE." Kulture yelled from the living room.
"Yada yada." I said to myself as I walked out the door.
Finna buy me a tacooo.
This is me trynna get a chapter out. 😭
I had writers block for no reason at all like bitch,😕
Couldn't think of shit.
So this gone have to do. 😭
-kojour.🥷🏽