“You see that pussy hightailing it to the front of the restaurant? That shit belongs to me… feel me? Touch her again and I can promise it won't be glass embedded into your ass, but it will be fucking lead. My name may be Capp, but lil’ nigga, I don’t fucking cap. When I say some shit… I mean it.” All that mouth he had was gone because he didn’t say shit. I stood up, using the napkin beside him to wipe my hand. “Chill with all that wave grease, too.”
DATS NY NIGGA 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
