*Trey and Jacob walk in*. Zay(white shirt): wsmmm jits, we was waiting fa y'all *dabs them up*. Trey: what chall up to? Tyrone(red jacket): nun, chillin, Jacob, you had found a beat for the rap? Jacob: nah, still workin on it. Colby(black shirt): y'all ain't bring a guh? Jacob: son no, Wea yo guh๐. Colby: broke up with a. Trey: son why?๐. Colby: female I saw at the festival was so bad son
*Trey and Jacob walk in*. Zay(white shirt): wsmmm jits, we was waiting fa y'all *dabs them up*. Trey: what chall up to? Tyrone(red jacket): nun, chillin, Jacob, you had found a beat for the rap? Jacob: nah, still workin on it. Colby(black shirt): y'all ain't bring a guh? Jacob: son no, Wea yo guh๐. Colby: broke up with a. Trey: son why?๐. Colby: female I saw at the festival was so bad son
Jarome(white air forces): you a playa๐ Colby: sho is ๐, I get every female I pull Jacob: you sad Dus(blue jacket): real talk, outcha breaking female hearts and cheating Colby: ๐ Tyrone: Iโm finna dip tho yall, Trey: ight son *dabs up* Jacob: ight, be careful *dabs up* Jarome: ight Tyrone Jarome: *walking out* ight yall, holla at yall later *he leaves* Dus: we gotta rlly hit dis diss tho yall Trey: yโall dissin? Zay: bout?๐ Colby: make dis diss bout Jerome since he wanna play round and call me a playa๐, โu mad youn get females?, mad youn pull?, oh I forgot, he js lil, acting like li bill, got no motion, set js like lotion๐๐๐ Trey: ๐ง why is this baw playin with Jerome knowing they donโt even like each other like that. Jerome: Iโm broke? u still gotta pay me my money that you got off dice, sum you wanna play to get money cs youn got nun, like you rlly stole tht out my pockets, I let you slide nd said you gon give me tht back ye, I gave you time to pay me back my 500 u jacked me out of jit, you been said you gon pay me but constantly buyin drugs with da money you have das prolly lyin Dus: son, give that man his money for it get crazy Trey: ๐ง man Colby: ๐jit trippin Jerome: give me my money! *pulls out pistol* Jacob: woa woa, put the gun up Jerome, js put it up son. Colby: ion got yo money rn Jerome: I need my money !! *shouts* Iโm tired of you playing with me all the time, youn needa be wit us nomo. Trey: Jerome, donโt do the gun, no man!! Colby: *hands up in the air* I-I I donโt got it man, donโt shoot Jerome: *puts gun back up and leaves the studio*. Jacob: *looking at Colby in a disappointed manner*. Trey come on son, letโs dip Trey: ight *Trey and Jacob leaves the studio and so does everyone else*