I’m a nikka just like you breh, I know how to spin shyt, I know how to make texts look like what it ain’t
you ain’t show me one proof...and you lied about her not saying she had a husband when the inbox cleared showed you asking if I was her husband and she said yes
breh I peep game...you said the bed ain’t had a headboard
that’s another lie...again, nikkas might dap you to be funny and laugh, but you’re lying breh...if you smashed, she got 2 tattoos by her navel, any nikka that smashed will tell what they are cause they’re real distinctive...if you tell me what tattoos she got, I’d dap you up as a real nikka and divorce her before the sun come up
I ain’t no hater, I wouldn’t even be mad cause you’d be doing me a favor...me and her ain’t got no kids yet,
I’d take that as a win for my pockets...