Nikki and I would have to get Poppi a gift for the ass whooping she put on Shayna. She had lumps every fucking where, and they didn’t look to be going down anytime soon. Mentioning Poppi only made her angrier, though. “I hope she loses everything! Our circle was fine until she came along.” “Not too much on my G,” I warned her. Secret animosity was a muthafucka. “Poppi exposed the fake shit. You can’t be mad at her for that. You played yaself.”
