Nariah POV
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"Cold, let his ass go," I said. He turned around and looked at me. Then he let Snoop go.
Snoop was gasping for air. Once he caught his breath, he started making whip sounds toward Cold.
"Riah got your ass whipped already, and yall ain't even together," Snoop said. I see he doesn't know how to shut the f**k up.
Cold tried to run back over to where Snoop was, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards me.
"We got to go yall. We are running late." I said. Dj nodded, agreeing.
"Yea, who car are we taking?" Dj asked as we all walked downstairs.
"We can take my Escalade," I said. They looked at me skeptically.
"Sis, as much as I f**k with you, we don't trust your driving," Dj said, causing me to mug him.
"f**k y'all," I said and walked to the garage.
"Here, you drive,"
