fukk that nikka

That was real life back then

You walking down the street and see a girl that looks like your ex
I mean hair, clothes, walk, everything
Your heart starts to race because you really not trying to be cordial to that bytch or break character because you still thinking about her

As you both start getting closer you realize it’s not her

But like I said her whole style is your ex

So you step to her to get the actual factuals

If she obliges
You set up a little date
Having a good time then all those memories come back

Now you hate smashing two days later and ole girl don’t know what the hell is going on but she


And you

While supplying ample cheek clapping until Next Lifetime goes off

You get up, put your clothes back on
Girl laying there

You walk out the crib and ignore every call from ole girl because it’s just too much to deal with
