Grape Mini Dutch, my love!

Yooo check it, i love going to the shell gas station right next to my cribby, then i walk in and BAM

They dont need to ask me what i want they know... i want a GRAPE MINI DUTCH yeeea boi! so i get the dutchy, then call my hook up, lets call him "mili" cause he used to sell me trees in this big ass house, i call him up ill be like yoo i need a tenpo... can i come thru? and hell be like okay... so i make the

10 yes 10 minute drive. Not to be exact or ne thing though... i call him tell him im here and he walks up, drops my little poor ass tenpo (.7) baggie on my lap give him the ten bucks and im on my way.

Okay so i go back to my hood, towngate, but for the sake of all hoodness lets call it townhood, i find a visitor parking lot were there isnt any heat up (popo) (5o) (police...)

Take the weed out break it up into nice even lil peices... usually have allota white crystals so i gotta lick my fingers and wipe them after, or else my fingers will be really sticky...

Take the mini dutch GRAPE and lick it... all over, split it down the middle, after i find the line and then i degar it. With no tobacco i then rip the cancer paper off ( a line of glue used to hold it togather) and i fill the wed it, and roll that shiet up.

Then me and my idiot friend smoke that shit and listen to cypress hill

lol then i came online and wrote this.

 

sounds chillen

 

Best story I've heard in weeks...besides the Nazi's coming back to life.