Kincaid had knots in his pocket and was just tossing that shit out like it wasn’t nothing. I wasn’t the only person looking and peeped a few other niggas looking at our section. Uneasiness crept into my stomach as I nudged Kincaid. He needed to stop showboating and letting these niggas see what he had. We were already in a rundown side of Delaware.
nigga high and tryna make bets like c’mon now
