01x07 - Something for The DJ

[bunniefuu]

♪ I don't really talk or text,
if I say I'ma ride, I'ma slide ♪

♪ I'ma pull up, Dade
County hoes don't fold ♪

♪ Put some respect on
my name on the net, bitch ♪

♪ Y'all wouldn't see
us in step, bitch ♪

♪ Might lose your
life talking reckless ♪

♪ p*ssy hoe, you wish, f*ck it

♪ I wish you would
run on my bitch ♪

♪ How I lit the fire so
quick, on the line so quick ♪

♪ Y'all won't even
know what hit him ♪

See, we in this bitch making
m*therf*cking hits, bitch! Ay!

Looking good and
fat, hair laid, bills paid!

And our producer b*mb as f*ck!

Look at him! Who
would f*ck with him?

Period!

Okay. I see you.

Superstar...

Yo, you know

any good breakfast spots
around here? I'm hungry as f*ck.

♪ On the yacht, your
hoe call me health ♪

♪ Walk in the room, these
niqqa lose they breath ♪

♪ Got on Mary jeans,
I be fresh to death ♪

♪ Fresh, we hit the mall

♪ f*ck it up with Gucci

♪ Bad bitch, and you
know she bougie... ♪

After a long day

of seducing and scheming.

Oh my god...

n*gga, please!

Can you get off your phone?

You the one who
asked for all these

extra laptops to
help pay your bills,

the least you could do
is pay attention. Okay?

I wish you had a f*cking car.

I'm about to be all
over the city and sh*t.

- No, thank you. I don't do the dirty work.
- Still took care of you.

I can't believe this
m*therf*cker had the gall.

Who you talking about?

Francois Boom!

He in my DMs right
now trying to link with me.

A-ha! He's seeing
them numbers go up.

You should link with him.

Go and sh*t on that n*gga.

- You right!
- Mm-hmm.

I'm the one performing
at James Harden's party.

Yes! Of course

this n*gga wanna
link up with me.

- You feel me?
- Old d*ck-riding-ass n*gga.

- The nasty.
- Get off my d*ck, Francois!

Why... why are you so far away?

I thought you said we
not f*cking no more.

- This about to be the last time.
- Mm.

You wanna come to my show?

- I think I could maybe get you on the list.
- Mm...

I could bring a plus one?

See?

I'm just joking, man. Of
course, I'm finna come.

♪ I wanna put it in

♪ Put it in

♪ I wanna put it in

♪ Put it in ♪

♪ She junk, she junk, she junk ♪

♪ Keep it black and
white, she still skunk ♪

♪ Give it everything
you wish I want ♪

♪ Give her everything you
need, call her Polly Pocket ♪

♪ You better deposit,
mind your bulk and... ♪

- No!
- Wait, baby, wait. Wait.

- You don't even know what I'm doing. I'm...
- I want swoops!

I got it. Here, let me do it.

Give me this.

Thank you. I mean, it
was a good try though.

Thank you.

Say "edges."

Edges!

Hey, what you doin', uh, later?

This new spot that just opened,

if you wanted to try it.
They got punch bowls.

I know you like punch bowls.

So we both gonna
be drunk with Melissa?

No, just me and you, actually.

Are you asking me out on a date?

Yeah.

Well...

I got rehearsal but,

can I let you know?

Yeah, for sure.

Come on, baby. Hug your mama.

- Bye, Mommy.
- Bye, baby.

And don't
be having my baby eatin'

- all that candy and junk and sh*t.
- She's my baby, too.

I can do it if I want to. Come on.

♪ If you ain't popping,
there's no hate! ♪

♪ But for you
hoes, I got no love ♪

♪ Don't play with me or her

♪ My bitch so bad,
my bitch so bad ♪

♪ Dumb hoe, you
mad, my bitch so real ♪

♪ My bitch so real, f*ck how
you feel, my bitch a vibe ♪

♪ My bitch a vibe...

Hold up. One second.

Um...

It's lookin' stiff.

- What?
- It's in the knees.

I didn't know we were going
all-out! What do you mean?

If we perform it on stage,
and I see your knees buckling

like that, bitch, I'm walking
the f*ck off the stage.

I'm not playin' with
you. Queue up.

- You gonna leave me?
- Yes, girl. We gotta get this right.

- Okay, let's do it again. Okay.
- Come on! Do it full-out!

♪ But for you
hoes I got no love ♪

Let's go! Ay!

I said p*ssy-cake, p*ssy-cake,

baker's man!
p*ssy-cake, p*ssy-cake,

baker's man! Let's go!

DJ Grove! DJ Grove!

Yeah, you sh*t
the whole club up!

DJ Grove!

Thank you, but can
you just do your tag

one time at the beginning

- and one time at the end?
- No doubt, no doubt.

- I got you.
- We just wanted to whet your palates a little bit.

Yes! Okay, it's gonna
be a m*therf*cking movie!

Let's go.

Okay.
Let's do the intro.

Hey, my name is Shawna.

Never been one to
take this rap sh*t lightly,

and I'm better because of it.

Yeah, and I'm Mia.
Straight out of Carol City.

Real true Miami Bitch.

You can't spell Miami
without Mia. Period, hoe.

Shout out to all the
ladies in the house.

Know your worth. We got a
song to help y'all remember

to make these n*gg*s
pay for y'all's presence.

It's called "Seduce and Scheme."

Y'all ready?

Okay! Okay!

Girl, that was perfect!
That was literally perfect.

Maybe when you say your name,
just spell it out. Just say M-I-A.

- That's it. They gonna get the message.
- Oh...

I like that. Why do I
feel like my sh*t too long?

Like, should I cut somethin'
out? You wanna add somethin'?

No, I'ma add to
mine. I just... I gotta figure it out.

Ooh! Y'all sound
good from outside.

- Y'all know we gotta be outta here soon, alright?
- Thank you.

- I mean, sh*t, I think we got it.
- Think?

m*therf*cker,
y'all better have it!

Brian got tours and
festivals coming up,

and he for sure gonna be
watching with a close eye.

There better be ass-shaking,
titties bouncing, all that.

All that.

You think Brian wanna
be our booking agent?

Come on. Y'all play y'all cards right.

- Oh, sh*t. Disperse! Yella! Andele!
- Again?

Can't y'all get your own area?

Damn, y'all some
grown-ass women!

Take your stuff!

- How you feeling?
- I feel real good.

- Yeah?
- Like, this sh*t gonna be amazing.

I know! It's all
happening so fast!

Girl, this about to be our
introduction into the world!

I know!

- Oh.
- You about to go hook up with him?

Yeah, I gotta meet him in
Overtown in, like, an hour.

Mm.

So, Lamont ain't been at his
grandma house in a while, huh?

You is a fool.

It ain't even like that. He
just be getting Melissa.

Well, I seen that he posted
you on his little Instagram.

Girl, tell me why he asked
me on a date this morning.

n*gg*s are so predictable.

Oh, now he want you
'cause you poppin'?

Girl, don't let him
spin the block.

Do you think that's what it is?

He's never posted you.

Girl, I don't trust it.

My intuition is never
wrong about these things.

I was right about Fatima.

And he's producing our music!

Like, I think it's better to
keep those worlds separate.

Don't want you caught up in
no Summer London bullshit.

- Hell no.
- Stay strong, girl.

It's me and you.

Oh.

- You like this?
- I can wear this?

- Dior-ior?
- Yes! Okay!

Okay, I'ma be Dapper Dan.
Look at me! Okay. Cool, cool, cool.

- Thank you.
- You about to be late.

I want Francois to wait.

He gonna be sitting there
looking dumb as f*ck.

Damn...

Hey! Yo!

- Hey. Hi.
- What's up?

Yo, sorry I'm late, but.

Wait...

I know you're not wearing Dior.

Yeah. You're familiar.

Dior to the floor.

Okay, Queen. I
see you. I see you.

- You see it.
- I see it.

- Can I get two Adioses?
- Oh, actually, no.

Can I get a vodka
soda with lime, please.

- Thank you.
- Yep.

Okay. Palates have elevated.

- You drinking vodka sodas with limes. Alright.
- Just one lime.

I'ma still get the Adios.

Wait, hold up.

You leave town for two seconds,

n*gg*s act like
they can't breathe.

Hm. I know.

This bitch is hysterical.

Who's that?

My mom.

Yo, cheers to you, bossing up,

starting your own groove. Like,

you're really doing it. Cheers.

- Hi. I can seat you now.
- Okay. Thank you.

Catch me up to speed. What you
been on? What's up? What's new?

Everything, honestly.

You know, we're
mad busy right now.

Lot of sh*t poppin' off.

sh*t like what?

Oh, well, we got a
song on a Spotify playlist,

independently.

Yo, I saw that sh*t. Congrats.

That's crazy. Did Jill
help you with that?

- Yeah.
- That's what's up. That's what it's about.

It's about helping
each other elevate,

helping each other out, period.

I'm actually supposed
to get up with Jill soon.

- Oh. Cool.
- Yeah.

- That's cool.
- This is crazy, right? Like,

everybody in the squad
is eating right now.

We said this was gonna
happen, you remember?

We're, like, everything is
happening like how we planned.

- That's wild, right?
- Yeah.

We got to celebrate.

Yo!

Could we get some sh*ts?

♪ One, two, three, and four

♪ All this drip inside my
closet, I can buy some more ♪

Yo, remember when I went
through my woodwind phase?

n*gga, what?! A clarinet?!

Yes, I do. Nightmares.

I really had you rapping like
you in a episode of "SpongeBob."

- I'm sorry.
- And I did it! That's the funny thing, I did it.

No!

- You were a little trap Mozart.
- I really was.

But I always had to
work twice as hard.

- You were always way more talented.
- Well,

we can't all have it.

But for real though,

like, this "Nann
Badder" track...

- That sh*t's bananas.
- Yeah!

- Hopefully, it just keeps going up.
- It can.

It can. How much money you
put into the marketing for it?

- Um...
- Or, like, the PR? Like, the press lineup?

You know, like,
what's the strategy

for radio, digital?

Yeah, we-we're figuring
it out right now still.

Listen, it's hard to
keep n*gg*s' attention.

Once you got that attention, you
do not want to drop the ball, so.

What's your management saying?

We're talking to
a couple people.

Aight. Is it anybody
I would know?

Yeah. Uh, funny enough,
remember Chastity?

You know, Chastity?

Chastity?!

Chastity-Chastity?

- Like, Titty Boy?
- That's the one.

I know Chastity.

D-don't do that sh*t.
Don't do that sh*t, please.

Unless you like being broke.

You gotta focus on somebody

who's gonna get
you in the right rooms.

Prioritize that. Aight?
Promise me you gonna do that.

I mean...

we could collab again.

That single is fire, so, like,

y'all should be getting
to the money right now.

Oh, so now you know
how to get to the money?

- Don't do that.
- What about when I was signed to you?

We're grown now,
and I'm just saying

I'm down to help
you out. That's it.

I just produced Reina
Reign's video, right?

- Oh my god.
- I'm thinking... I'm thinking that...

I could produce
your video. What?

- Reina Reign?
- Yeah!

Please don't talk about that
Kardashian rapper around me!

- Who is writing her sh*t?
- You got jokes,

- but Reina got fans, so...
- Okay, and she got baby hairs.

Don't know how that happened.

All her songs sound stupid.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.

- Me and my b*tches, we all gonna ball. Ay!
- I might use that

because Humpty Dumpty is a bop.

People been bumpin'
that sh*t for centuries.

So, thank you. I
appreciate that.

And Reina got five million
views on her new video.

- Five million views?
- Yup.

And she opening for Gunna next week.

This sh*t is a joke!

Shawna, don't be an assh*le.

How am I an assh*le? Because
I don't think her music is good?

Her music is good
because I make her music,

so the sh*t is objectively good.

You just stay hatin' on sh*t.

That's your only f*ckin' mode
is just hatin' on some sh*t.

No. I don't like
supporting bullshit.

I supported your ass, and
you stole my f*cking song.

- I did not steal your f*cking song, Shawna. No, I didn't.
- Yes...

I don't know if you remember,

but I paid you
for all your time.

With! With money
that I ain't even have.

I don't know if you
recall, but we was broke.

Okay, you got money
now though, right?

Why don't you just give
me the credit that I deserve?

All you could f*cking say

was sh*t about
changing my whole sh*t!

- And you're welcome.
- What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the fact that

everything I told you
to do, you're doing.

Down to the look, the
sound, the branding.

Everything I told you,
you're doing right now,

and look how it's going for you.

So you're f*ckin' welcome.

What was the name
of that one track again?

"Seduce and Scheme."
That was it, right?

You know who would
be really good on that?

Reina Reign.

- You're an assh*le.
- I think she could be great.

- You're a f*cking sellout.
- We could even lay the baby hairs, if you want.

♪ Yeah, hoe! Yeah, hoe!

♪ Just writing up a check,
p*ssy dripping on his neck ♪

♪ He like, "Can I
take you out?" ♪

♪ I'm like, "Nah,
we can't do that ♪

♪ My other n*gga's
gonna get mad ♪

♪ You don't f*ck up my bag

♪ I'm just trying to
get this paper... ♪

- You see that?
- Yay!

Y'all already know I'm
finna link with the homies!

Star-studded
event at Star Island.

Had to bring my
supernovas with me.

Oh, come on! Hey, hey, let's go. Let's go.

Brother Brian!

- What's up, baby?
- Yo, what up?

- Hey, this my group.
- Oh sh*t.

The schemers
are in the building!

So that's what you're
all about, huh? Aight, come on.

- Let's get y'all set up in a room. Yo, J!
- Follow him.

Uh-huh.

Tobe Nwigwe's people just hit
me. He still needs the address.

- Sending it over now.
- Good.

Footsteps sound real
different under these 100-foot ceilings,

huh?

What? Is this for us?

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah! Yeah.

How did everything
go with Francois?

- It was fine.
- Mm.

Girl, did you see the
dressing room next to us?

- Mm-hmm!
- It say "Timbaland" on the outside!

Girl!

Our future starts tonight, okay?

- Get in the game!
- Okay, okay.

Let me get
these brushes so I can do my makeup.

Another day, another mansion.

- Follow me, hoes.
- Damn, Chastity!

Why you never invite
us to parties like these?

This is nice!

It's not even a
filter this time, y'all.

I'm really at a mansion.

Look at this Bugatti!

Ooh! I call dibs on
whoever's driving that.

- I'ma put my p*ssy on it.
- I'ma put my p*ssy on it, too!

I'ma put my p*ssy on it three!

The f*ck! If you don't get your
ass off the m*therf*cking car!

Damn! Can y'all be serious?
This a big opportunity for us!

Read the room!

Hey, look, if y'all
play y'all cards right,

all this can be regular.

For everybody!

Aight?

- Sir, yes, sir!
- Girl, shut the f*ck up.

- Man, come on.
- Stupid-ass hoes.

♪ All that sh*t like, bitch,
be ready in a hour ♪

♪ I got a call, say
"Be ready in a hour" ♪

♪ I'ma need about two,
bitch, I gotta take a shower ♪

♪ I'ma change five times
'cause I'm so indecisive... ♪

Aight, so
over there next to the Henny fountain,

that's the DJ from 99 Jamz.

Uh-huh. Oh, look to the left.

You see that n*gga
with the bald spot?

That's the A&R with
Interscope, and I already told him

about y'all. He wanna meet.

Yes, manager! You better.

Come on now.

Oh my god.

- That's Timbaland right there.
- Chastity, we gotta meet him!

Don't even trip. I
got y'all. Come on.

- Alright. I see what's going on over here.
- Timbo!

Ha, what's good, baby!

Hey!

Hey, B, why you ain't
tell us you was blessing us

with Tim-Tim. Huh? Ay,

me and Big Gator, we was just
at Tootsie's a few weeks ago!

Hey, do me a solid, Mia.
Flick us up. Flick us up.

Yeah, get us right.

Look like we matching,
low-key pastels.

- Aight.
- Ha! Look.

Yeah!

Chastity...

Oh, my fault. This my
group. This Mia and Shawna.

- What's up...
- They got the hottest record in the city right now.

- Oh, that's what's up.
- Can they get a picture?

- Yeah. Come on.
- Get over there, y'all.

Get over there.

Don't even worry. I got y'all.
I got y'all. Y'all look good!

Yeah, but look, like I was
saying, me and Big Gator,

- we go way...
- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- Did you say Big Gator?
- Yeah!

- Big Gator from Little Haiti?
- Told y'all. Yeah!

I don't f*ck with him. Uh-uh.

Brian, let me
holler at you, man.

Who is Big Gator?

Come on, man. That's what we do?

We inviting groupie n*gg*s now?

Don't even trip. I know other
people he know, you know?

- Other people he know? Is you crazy?
- You made him mad.

Aight, we got some food. Get
you something to eat or something.

Yo, Chas. Can I talk
to you for a second?

Come on. But look.

- Y'all go outside. I'ma meet y'all outside, aight?
- Okay.

Let me holler at
my mans right here.

- What's good, bro?
- Girl, you gotta chill.

n*gg*s didn't come here
to be doing photo sh**t.

- This ain't the place for that.
- My bad, man.

- You know how it is.
- No, I don't.

Just chill the f*ck out.

- Aight, say less. I got you.
- Damn. Tim!

My bad, bro.

♪ Tell me if I throw it at you,
baby, can you handle it? ♪

♪ Tell me if I throw it
at you, baby, can you ♪

♪ Tell me, if I
throw it at you ♪

Oh my god. RJ
Daniels. He reps real rappers.

Rapper-rappers. Come on.

Hi. Are you RJ Daniels?
You're Tobe's manager?

- Yeah.
- Yeah. I'm Shawna, this is Mia,

and we're in a
rap group together.

We're gonna perform
tonight, actually.

Oh sh*t, I remember you.

That viral video you
made was, was epic.

- You in a group now.
- Yeah, I'm in a group.

I just wanted to
try something new,

but I came over here
to tell you that, like,

I love your work, and I
love what you do with Tobe.

- The work y'all do is so inspirational.
- I love that.

That's great. So, uh,

- tell me about your group.
- Oh, okay.

Mia does the branding
aesthetic, all that,

but I'm the pen behind the bars.

Oh, you the pen, huh? Well, good luck.

Can't wait to check
you guys out tonight.

Especially you, Ms. Pen-Behind-The-Bars.

See, girl? That is the
type of manager we need.

Somebody who will make us grow.

- I thought Chastity was doing that already.
- Is she doing that?

Can we go get a drink?

Yeah. I love to
perform drunk. Let's go.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Hello?

Uh, excuse me?

Can I get a drink?

Hello?

People so rude. I know she hear me.

- Girl...
- Hi.

That's Ca$h Cha$er the
GOAT that's right next to you.

- Here you go.
- Appreciate you.

Damn.

- What the f*ck?
- Damn. You was mad close.

It's Hennessy White,
though. It might not stain.

Girl, it's okay. No,
it's okay. Come on.

- It'll dry. It'll dry! It's black, too.
- It'll dry?

- It doesn't matter.
- It's almost showtime. Y'all ready?

Now? Okay, let's go!

Come on, girl, let's go.

What's wrong with her?

Some fine n*gga
spilled somethin' on her.

Hey, yo, yo, yo! Check
this out! Check this out! Hey, ladies.

Shout out all y'all
with good money

and even gooder p*ssy!

Yo, my man Timbaland
in the building!

Wingstop caterers, y'all
make sure y'all go get

some lemon pepper
thighs! It's James Harden's

early season bash! We poppin'
bottles till the sun come up!

I'm DJ Grove! Let's go!

Attention, b*tches.

First off, it's f*ck your bitch
and the clique you claim.

Me and my b*tches really insane.

Feel me?

- Real b*tches to the front.
- Ay!

Flawed b*tches to the back.

Ay! Period!

♪ Dumb hoe, you
mad, my bitch so real ♪

♪ My bitch so real

♪ f*ck how you
feel, my bitch a vibe ♪

♪ My bitch a vibe

♪ She can f*ck this
sh*t up every time ♪

♪ 'Cause she my bitch,
yeah, that's my bitch, uh ♪

♪ p*ssy hoe, you wish, f*ck it

♪ I wish you would
run on my bitch ♪

♪ How I lit the fire so
quick, on the line so quick ♪

♪ Y'all wouldn't
even know what hit ♪

♪ Wouldn't even know who did,
wouldn't even know what's next ♪

♪ YSL down when I flex,
I don't really talk or text ♪

♪ If I say I'ma ride,
I'ma slide, I'ma pull up ♪

♪ Dade County hoes don't fold,
outside hot but inside's cold ♪

♪ Yeah, I talk back,
never do what I'm told ♪

♪ Bad b*tches deep
any time we roll ♪

♪ Y'all hoes see it,
but can never be it ♪

♪ Might f*ck ya n*gga,
yeah, might let him eat it ♪

♪ Diamonds on my neck,
li'l bitch stay gleaming ♪

♪ No competition, the main
bitch leading, I'm right here ♪

♪ My bitch so bad,
dumb hoe, you mad ♪

♪ My bitch so real,
my bitch so real ♪

♪ f*ck how you feel, my
bitch a vibe, my bitch a vibe ♪

♪ She can f*ck this
sh*t up every time ♪

♪ 'Cause she my bitch,
yeah, that's my bitch ♪

♪ Gold mouth, that's south
Dade, fat ass, that's south-made ♪

♪ My bitch, yeah, she's 'bout
it, play n*gg*s like arcades ♪

♪ Yeah, stepping on
necks, running up checks ♪

♪ My bitch do like
ballets and flex ♪

♪ And that's a fact, put some
respect on my name on the net ♪

♪ Y'all wouldn't see
us in step, bitch ♪

♪ Might lose your
life talking reckless ♪

♪ Whoever want it can get this

♪ Run through these
n*gg*s like checklist ♪

♪ Stunt on you b*tches
like checkmate ♪

♪ If you ain't popping,
there's no hate ♪

♪ But for you
b*tches got no love ♪

♪ Don't play with me
or her, my bitch so bad ♪

♪ Dumb hoe, you
mad, my bitch so real ♪

♪ My bitch so real,
f*ck how you feel ♪

♪ My bitch a vibe,
my bitch a vibe ♪

♪ She can f*ck this sh*t up
every time 'cause she my bitch ♪

♪ Yeah, that's my bitch!

Real Carol City sh*t here!

See? That's what it's about!

Real moments with
real f*cking people!

Yeah.

DJ, hold the music one second.

What you doing?

Can I bust something
real quick for y'all?

- - Audience
Member 1: This your moment!

- Let me gather my thoughts.
- Okay, okay, okay!

Audience Member
3: Take your time!

- - Audience
Member 4: Let Him use you!

♪ Pro-life,
but in this rap sh*t ♪

♪ I'm k*lling my daughters

♪ You spent your
whole check on a chain ♪

♪ And that bitch
still ain't water ♪

♪ You got a top
record producer ♪

♪ Ghostwriter,
million-dollar deal ♪

♪ That bitch still
ain't Shawna ♪

♪ Talking down to my name,
not knowing the rank I spit ♪

♪ Gave y'all hoes the blueprint,
this the f*cking thanks I get? ♪

♪ Y'all boosting
these wack rappers ♪

♪ Like I ain't that
bitch, like I ain't top six ♪

♪ And like my bank
not thick, the f*ck? ♪

♪ We could go bar for bar,
find out who really that bitch ♪

♪ Me, m*therf*cker, me

♪ I'm feeling like you
n*gg*s owe me respect ♪

♪ I got the city on my back

♪ Like it's a letterman's
vest, the best of the best ♪

♪ Say it with my
whole f*cking chest ♪

♪ You bum b*tches
bow down and kiss ♪

♪ My pedicure set, ya dig?

What's up?!

The f*ck?

Okay, now for the realest
bitch in the m*therf*cking room!

Mia, don't fail me now, girl.

Talk to 'em. Let's
go, talk to 'em.

Let's go!

- Well, that's our time, people!
- No, we not...

Y'all give it up for Shawna
and Mia, everybody!

- Shawna and Mia!
- What do you mean we have to get off now?

- Y'all make some noise!
- Wait, we haven't finished...

- But...
- Y'all stay up!

Thank you!

Okay, it's time

to turn this party up! Let's go!

♪ n*gga in my bedclothes

♪ As they crashed in

♪ All my friends are fake hoes ♪

Thirsty-ass n*gg*s.

Damn, li'l mama.

- Come here. Say "ah!"
- Uh, uh, uh!

No! I don't drink while
I'm at work. I'm good.

Aight, bitch.

You real uptight for
somebody giving out free p*ssy.

What did you just say?

They didn't let
us finish our set

so they can play "Wockesha"
for the third f*cking time?

Man, you went over y'all time
trying to 8 Mile the whole set!

- You didn't tell me it was a time limit!
- Chastity,

you need to be up in there
checking these n*gg*s.

- It's messy.
- Wait.

Are you working this party?

Yeah. What's the problem?

That is so unprofessional!

Chastity! How are people

supposed to take
me and Mia seriously

- if you are pimping at the function?!
- Bitch, what?

- Man, it ain't even a issue.
- How is it not an issue?!

People associate us, right?

I don't know if you're cool
being a joke, but I'm not.

Chastity.

- Chastity!
- Deja, you gotta let me handle business.

W-w-what's the problem?

- Are we getting paid for this?
- Listen,

we trying to build a clientèle
tonight. This an investment.

So this was your plan?

Chastity, when you
gonna tell them girls

they ain't getting paid?

Hell no. You got me f*cked up...

Bitch, who the f*ck
you think you talking to?!

Better watch your m*therf*cking
mouth when you talk to me.

Man, I'm tired of
y'all testing me!

Know your f*cking place!

Now, walk your ass back
in there and get to work!

Yeah, walk, bitch!

I can't believe you did that.

Girl, I was so caught
up in the moment.

It was embarrassing as sh*t.

- I thought this was supposed to be about us.
- It was kind of a moment.

For real! People
were recording it!

They were f*cking with it!

- Bitch, is you crazy?
- Girl, I just wish

that we knew that we
didn't have that much time.

What was the point of rehearsing

if you was just gonna
do some f*ck sh*t?

- Girl, I didn't know they were gonna cut us off!
- Girl, you knew that.

- Mia, come on!
- f*ck your selfish ass.

♪ Aye catch me 95 South,
doing the buck in the wraith ♪

♪ Super soft leather seats,
with the luxury suede ♪

♪ Hottest b*tches in the
streets, Yung Miami, JT ♪

♪ They cut the check in
the A, but we busting in day ♪

♪ Girl, don't be mad
'cause you f*cking a lame ♪

Yo.

How was it?

Exhausting.

I put baby down. Hm.

Let me get out your hair
so you can get some sleep.

Lamont.

What's up?

Hm?

Yeah.

♪ He ain't never
had a freak though ♪

♪ Put it on him to the b*at

♪ Have him bustin'
in the sheets ♪

♪ He ain't never
had a freak though ♪

♪ Might've had them
other freak hoes ♪

♪ But you ain't never had a me ♪

♪ Say he like a freak

♪ Throw it back and
watch me f*ck it up ♪

♪ This sh*t get wet,
that n*gga got bands ♪

♪ And make him throw it
up That's my sneaky link ♪

♪ He pull up on me, and
then he show me love ♪

♪ Love when he b*at it,
ayy, put me on the plate ♪

♪ Love when he eat it up

♪ Yeah, take a
bitch to the hotel ♪

♪ Ooh, was with my n*gga... ♪

I'm feeling like y'all
m*therf*ckers owe me respect!

I got the city on my
back like it's a letterman...

Oh no, baby.

Wait, who is she talkin' about?

What the f*ck is she on,
and how can I get some?

- She dragged herself. LOL.
- Wanna get away?

- I want my time back.
- She just overcompensating

- because other one fine.
- Why can't y'all just

stay in y'all lane and do
makeup or something?

Mia is all of us right now.

Hey, the other one
forgot the words.

Mia ready for
slap-down round two.

- Mia just needs to go solo.
- The one time

we need Mia to slap
somebody, and she lets us down.

Not gonna lie, I like Mia quiet.

Mia tryna stop it, but the
bitch can't rap!

g*dd*mn, Ma.

- I was just trying to watch my baby and sh*t.
- Mm!

Just make sure you
keep that same energy.

sh*t, you, too.

Was talking about Melissa.

Regardless of what we doing.

That's a given.

What's your problem?

Mia, don't be quiet, alright?

Say what's on your mind.

Why you... Why
you asking me out?

Why now?

I just finally feel like
we're on the same page.

Is it because of the music?

I guess that's...

part of it, but not
the only reason.

Why?

Just curious.

I really wanna see
where this goes.

For real.

♪ Slob on my cat,
lick it from the back ♪

♪ Put this p*ssy on you,
n*gga don't get too attached ♪

♪ Slob on my knob,
a showstopper ♪

♪ And she get that fatty
whopper, p*ssy proper ♪

♪ Oh, that sh*t so
sickening, call a doctor ♪

♪ Diamonds singing, glistening ♪

♪ It's an opera

♪ Got a guilty pleasure

♪ Up against all
on my neck, ho ♪

♪ n*gga feel this pressure
every time a bitch uploads ♪

♪ Every time I pop out in
your city I'm in your chest, ho ♪

♪ Pull up on your baby daddy,
watch me ride his face, ho ♪

♪ Slob on my cat,
lick it from the back ♪

♪ Put this p*ssy on you,
n*gga, don't get too attached ♪

♪ Slob on my cat,
lick it from the back ♪

♪ Put this p*ssy on you,
n*gga, don't get too attached ♪

♪ Ay, slob on my
knob, a showstopper ♪

♪ And she get that fatty
whopper, p*ssy proper ♪

♪ Oh, that sh*t so
sickening, call a doctor ♪

♪ Diamonds singing, glistening ♪

♪ It's an opera

♪ Catch me in your city

♪ And I'm lookin'
like a knockout ♪

♪ Corny ass hoes talking,
never wanna pop out ♪

♪ High-class kitty, all you
other b*tches dropouts ♪

♪ p*ssy on the drop for me,
he gotta bring the mop out ♪

♪ Slob on my cat,
lick it from the back ♪

♪ Put this p*ssy on you,
n*gga, don't get too attached ♪

♪ Slob on my cat,
lick it from the back ♪