“Sit next to her. I need to be on the outside of y’all.” “Why?” she wondered aloud while doing as instructed. “It’s easier for me to protect you if some shit pops off. Same thing as a nigga walking closest to the street or placing you behind him in a thick crowd. The man should always shield you. I keep Whoop glued to my hip or tucked under me. Shit is common sense to be honest, but these niggas don’t give a fuck about y’all for real.”
