So about a month ago, I picked up 5 pounds of weed from my drop and went home to weigh it up and get it ready to flip. After weighing it out and packaging it up, I put it all in a garbage bag and set out. About 20 minutes into it I get a call from the good ole mother. She said my little sister needs to be picked up from practice or whatever and being the good bro I am I say yeah sure I can.
Now im not too keen on surrounding my innocent sister with weed so I called up a buddy and asked if I could leave it as his house for 20 mins. He says oh yeah sure no problem. I drop it off, get my sister, drop her off at my parents, and go back to my friends to get my sack. As i'm driving there, i do the norm and check my snapchat at a red light.
Sure enough, this mother fucker is flexing all 5 pounds. he's putting it all over his story with the song "first day out" by tee grizzley. If you know the song it makes it even better. Never knew it but my buddy is probably one of the biggest wannabe trap lords i've seen. he's aware i sell and all but he never gets to see it.
He gets all of these responses by people asking him for some weed and whatnot and so he buys an ounce off me.
two hours later, he gets robbed for that said ounce.
some people just aren't meant to sell drugs and some people are just too retarded to sell drugs, he's both.
Moral of the story don't involve motherfuckers with yo shit no matter how cool u think it is
Also listen to 10 crack commandments by biggie every now and then. That and a blunt every morning really did a number on me
Jeez man you had 5 lbs delivered was it one box ?