ETC.

“Then we would have to fight.” He joked. “So what you trying to show me? The anticipation is killing me.”

“Can’t fight if you’re dead.” She joked as well as she walked beside the male. “There’s some expensive ass cars down the block that we can fuck up. That’s all I got.”

“Cake pops are hard I heard, shoulda tried brownies first. Them shits shoulda been easy, but I woulda fucked it up too. I can prolly find one tho’, I got some pre-rolled if you wanna smoke something now.”

He got from his spot and followed behind her. “You better not be trying to kill my ass.”

“If I was?” She asked, her eyebrow arched.

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“All these niggas be opps nowadays, fuck around texting the plug and his phone wired. But, damn no one selling around here? Wild.”

“Shit you right. But aye, sometimes you gotta take that chance. You ever tried making some?”

Kaede curled her lips up at his words. “20 piece is too much, you out here doing it big huh? 20 piece is that catching feels meal.” She joked, shooting a glare as she rubbed the spot on her head that he flicked. “Shut up, baby, I ain’t even hurt you. You goin’ soft?”

He looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. “You got something for me to break?”

“Nah, but I can find something.” She said gesturing him to get off the balcony and follow her.

“Shit, all the time. Any specific dumbass that got you in ya’ birkin’?”

“Everybody my guy. Niggas just looking at me too long gets me tight. I just want to get into some bullshit take my anger out on something.”

“So don’t look at you too long? Noted. What? You wanna go smash something?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Cause I’m more of the Cookie you meet at the ice cream parlor.” She said, referring to the song as well with a chuckle. “Begged? You prolly mixing me up with one of ya little hoes. And if anything, it was a Big Mac. Stop tryna’ play me.” She said, lightly flicking his ear.

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“Shit, all the time. Any specific dumbass that got you in ya’ birkin’?”

“Who can I buy edibles from without being traced by the feds? Asking for a friend.”

“I doubt you’d be chased by the feds, as long as you’re buying them lowkey. As far as who, shit I’m tryna find out.”

[sits on the balcony smoking a cigarette like that new york gif, thinking about life]

Everything all good?

“You asked, I answered.” She said mimicking his scrunched up face. “I’m not a regular chick, and who the fuck eats McDonald’s?” She asked, turning her scrunched up face into a fake sick one.