heem.

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?”

"I mean, you know how I do. Jugg & finesse while I can. That's how Big Daddy Heem gets down, feel me? Remember that nickname?" He asked, with a raised eyebrow as he licked over his lips. "Soft? Yeo, watch ya' mouth, Kae. Always buggin' and tryna' disrespect my gangsta'."

“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.

Cracking a smile, Raheem pushed Kaede's shoulder a bit. "You corny, ma'. Whatever. And chill on my thotties. They always get a 20 PC McNugget with Sweet & Sour sauce, nothing more, nothing less. You were treated differently." Raheem raised his finger to her forehead, repeating the action she did on him. "Since when was you this abusive? Angry ass li'l girl."

“Well…the friend is me. And I don’t think you trynna help me out.”

"Well, since it is, I gotta' help you out. I got this policy, gotta' help out any beautiful girl I see." Raheem grinned at her, shrugging his shoulders a bit. "What you need, brownies or them li'l cereal joints?"

Flicking the cigarette at him, he sat up and dusted off his pants. “Everybody smokes cigarettes get on the wave bro.”

Taking the cigarette, he threw it right back at Ralphie. "Yeo, stop playing with me, my nigga. And since when was cancer a wave?"

[ashes my cigarette in @killheem ‘a braids]

Raheem thought about rocking Ralphie's jaw. "Who even smokes cigarettes? Shit's nasty."

“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.

He couldn't help but snort at her reply, before wiping his nose. "What makes you so different from Brenda, Latisha, Linda or Felicia? And what'chu mean who eats McDonald's? You buggin', you used to beg to be wined and dined with a McChicken, Kae. Don't think I forgot."

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

"I could put you on with a source, if you let me know who the friend is, ma'."

Anyways! Who am I pushing off the building tonight?

“Sit yo’ ass down, Gen.”

“Whaaaat? What if I have big beef?”

"Big beef with who? You so muh'fuckin' friendly all the time, you probably beefing with ya'self."

“Hey, what’s going on!”

“You wild hype. For what?”

“I finally caught the “good dick.” glow.“ Kaede said with a grin plastered on her lips.

Raheem scrunched up his face, looking at Kaede. "I needed to know allat? Could've just said you ate some McDonald's, like a regular chick."

“It’s always some shit going on when I dip for a day or two.”

Cause people like it when you’re not here.

Raheem stole Shaddai’s wallet.

Shaddai stole Raheem’s life.

Shaddai would have thought.

Anyways! Who am I pushing off the building tonight?

"Sit yo' ass down, Gen."

“It’s always some shit going on when I dip for a day or two.”

Cause people like it when you’re not here.

Raheem stole Shaddai's wallet.

“Hey, what’s going on!”

"You wild hype. For what?"

“Cisco got kicked out, so it’s either Rich or Peter. Pick your poison.”

"Oh, word? Niggas dead switch up, that's fuu. Peter got the thotties but Rich a whole clown. I'ma go with Peter. Thank you for my title, G."