"A lot of niggas like me. Get in line." I smirked, grabbing the blunt back. This time, it was my turn. I inhaled, holding it in my chest until our lips feathered against each other. Letting go, I felt lightheaded, and it only got worse when Wolfe's fingers clinched at my throat. "Point them niggas out and watch me dead 'em all. Niggas aren't allowed to like you."
