02x03 - Rough Road

[bunniefuu]

Girl. You did not come

this far to get broke.

Ca$h gon' recognize that

cheap-ass Singapore polyester

before you even walk through the door.

- I got this, okay?

- Do you though?

'Cause you said you ain't getting paid

and that tour sounding real bootleg.

There, I said it.

Watch me work, okay?

I'ma lock this n*gga down

by this weekend.

f*ck all that. What that

p*ssy talkin' 'bout, though?

It's your p*ssy premiere.

That cat need to be pouncin', bitch.

- (MIA CHUCKLES)

- Ooh, matter of fact,

let me show you how to make

another 30 stacks.

- (CHUCKLES)

- NELLY: Lay down.

Ooh, when the last time

you had a manicure, bitch?

- Shut up, hoe.

- Uh, okay.

- You easy mount it.

- ALEESIA: Uh-huh.

Right there. Take them toes.

Go slow. Go (GRUNTS)

- f*ck him up!

- ALEESIA: Ow!

- Okay.

- NELLY: Sis, show him

you not like these lazy-ass hoes.

- ALEESIA: Yeah.

- Period.

Pay attention right now

'cause the spirit done hit me.

It's about to get real acrobatic.

It's the "Oh, Daddy,

I need my rent paid, Daddy."

Ease it on back with that now.

- Ah.

- Oh, yeah.

- Pay attention now.

- When you doin' this,

- then you rotate.

- Okay, yeah.

- Then you choke!

- (GRUNTS) Bitch.

And then you like spin around,

keep the d*ck still inside.

That's Trina 3:16.

ALEESIA: Get your ass off of me.

Okay, Mia, keep it cute, okay?

'Cause this bitch is at a 12.

Alright, now see, for me,

performing at a smooth six always works.

- But that's just me.

- MIA: Mm.

You need to focus on changing

out of that Adidas hoodie.

That-that's not cute.

Bitch, what is you doing?

Bitch, get yo

!sis: Ooh, mommy's being bad again.

Oh, no, no, no, no, baby.

Me and auntie, we-we just wrestling.

- ALEESIA: Um, no. No, we not.

- See?

See, that's why the f*ck

I don't come over here,

'cause your ass do too much.

I got what u need

serving and received ♪

And received ♪

I got what u ♪

(TEXTING, KEYPAD CLACKING)

(SENT MESSAGE WHOOSHES)

- (MESSAGE CHIMES)

- (SHAWNA CLICKS TONGUE)

Are you for real? (SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

- (CLICKS TONGUE)

- (CELL PHONE THUDS)

Ow.

(SIGHS)

f*ck!

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- PEACHES: Hey!

- JAZMIN: Hey, Duke!

Hey. Where the hell y'all at?

And why the f*ck

Deja not answering the phone?

Ooh. We at SLS, Duke! (SQUEALS)

Uncle Calvin told me y'all left?

Yeah, we had to.

Ooh. Miracle, you talkin' real

familiar to be the new hoe.

- But it's true.

- This why my sh*t f*cked up now.

'Cause y'all think y'all can do

whatever the f*ck y'all wanna do!

You don't understand.

The sh*t was hard for a minute, Duke.

A minute, Jazmin? A minute?

Bitch, it's been three days.

Why y'all think y'all

can play in my face?

Your uncle had us in Doral.

- I don't give

- f*cking Doral, dude.

And, and you know I cannot stand Deja,

but she had the baller n*gg*s.

Athletes, rappers, n*gg*s

with college degrees, Duke!

And look at this wig that she got me.

- It's an invisible lace.

- Mm.

What's it giving? What's it giving?

- BOTH: Scalp!

- (BOTH LAUGH)

Look. Look at Peaches. Do a spin.

- Yeah!

- MIRACLE: Mm, mm, mm!

- Ooh, mommy! Ooh!

- We look like money, Duke. Come on.

Yeah, you look like my money,

with ya simple ass.

Tell Deja to call me back.

(CALL ENDS)

f*ck. f*ck.

(SNIFFS)

("TRUE COLORS" BY JALISA REY PLAYING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Baby won't you tell me what

you really think ♪

- Wow.

- (MIA CHUCKLES)

CA$H: Look good.

Hard to fake about it ♪

Need some time to do the healing ♪

Hella outta pocket, yeah ♪

Let me get that.

This is beautiful.

Why, thank you.

You got some taste on.

Just a little bit.

Oh, you play the piano?

Nah. Why?

Mm. Nothing. (CHUCKLES)

Well, you be wantin' me

to drop everything.

- Everything.

- (CHUCKLES)

- So you finally got me here.

- Mm-hmm.

I'm worth it.

("TONIGHT" BY SUMMER WALKER PLAYING)

I gotta get it right, yeah ♪

- (GASPS) Oh! Boy.

- CA$H: You like it?

- MIA: Yes.

- CA$H: Okay.

(MIA CHUCKLES)

You say, you say ♪

You say, you say ♪

You say, you say ♪

You're in search

in this body of mine? ♪

Do you wanna be a good friend of me? ♪

Why won't you pour up that Hennessy? ♪

Come here.

I know it's been too long ♪

Hmm.

I've been on the road too much ♪

Had to get back to ya ♪

Back to you ♪

Can't even play it cool ♪

Thinkin' about them nights ♪

I would've rather been with you, oh ♪

Tonight ♪

(MOANING)

I wanna have some good fun tonight ♪

Take 'em off.

Yes, ma'am.

I wanna get into somethin' ♪

Tonight ♪

Watch this.

Just wanna make up for lost time ♪

CA$H: Give me.

I like to taste it when you ♪

(MIA MOANS)

Run down my back ♪

(CA$H SIGHS)

Let me take my time with you.

- You okay with that?

- Hmm?

Oh.

Ooh!

Relax.

- Put your leg right here.

- (MIA MOANS)

I know it's been too long ♪

I've been on the road too much ♪

Had to get back to ya ♪

Mia (MOANING): Oh, sh

Oh! f*ck!

- (MIA MOANS)

- CA$H: Oh, yeah.

Say you're mine.

- I'm yours.

- Mm.

I'm yours. (MOANING)

Shawna!

I'm 'bout to slide in, grab a

few things. You wanna come?

Grab me a pack of Newports.

I got you, Big O.

SHAWNA: Um, yeah,

yeah, give me one second.

I meant, like, right now.

SHAWNA: Right. Um

Jesus. How do I open this?

Okay.

I'm ready when you are.

Yo, you, you good?

- After, you know, what happened?

- Yeah.

You know them AK n*gg*s

ain't got but one brain cell.

- Trip off that sh*t.

- Yeah.

Hang out with you, they gon' have two.

- (DOORBELL RINGS)

- CHASTITY: Ooh, this AC is bussin', man.

That air on the bus is ass.

I almost got musty.

Why you got a hoodie on?

It gets hotter than five

fat n*gg*s in a hot tub.

I'm on my period.

(SHARP EXHALE) Me too.

Really?

Yeah.

Right, yeah. I'm sorry.

Why you sorry?

I don't know.

Okay. So the people want

to know what inspired

the whole trap kitchen thing?

'Cause, girl,

I don't know what other people felt,

but when I saw it, girl

But I feel so grateful, because, like,

not a lot of people in the world like me

get to, um, be in a trap house, so

So, cr*ck is fun?

cr*ck is not fun, no. I mean, I think

It must be fun. That's

why people go back, right?

Uh I don't know.

Do you wanna tell 'em?

FRANCOIS: Y-yeah, you know, um,

this really just kind of came

from, like, a personal place.

Uh, Reina has, like, a

- My uncle was a crackhead.

- Yep.

- Yeah.

- FRANCOIS: I'm so sorry.

REINA: It's a serious

topic, and I wasn't sure

if I wanted to mention this today.

It's sensitive for me

to talk about, but, um

(SHAWNA CLEARS THROAT)

Hey, you ready?

You not getting nothin'?

No, no, no. They don't

(CLEARS THROAT) Nah,

they didn't have anything

for me here, in this store.

So Francois, he's gonna,

- he's gonna meet us in Oakland?

- Yep.

He's out there doing press

like he said he was.

Okay. That's, that's cool.

That's really good.

Can I get a pack of Newports

and some Black and Milds?

Sure.

- (DOOR THUDS)

- SHAWNA: Ow!

Can you get the cherry flavor?

I'm just playin'. I'm grown, man.

(BOTH LAUGH)

- (MACHINE BEEPS)

- Yep. Oh, my God.

- There you go.

- Thank you. Here you go.

- Alright. Have a good day. Yeah.

- Keep the change.

- Appreciate you.

- Thank you.

Yeah.

- (ALARM BEEPING)

- SHAWNA: Oh, sh*t!

My bad, man.

I had tried these on earlier.

- Ah.

- They ain't fit my face.

That's not a problem.

- Have a good day.

- Have a good day.

(DOOR BELL RINGS)

MR. OTIS: Bad news. Engine's overheated.

God must want us to sit still.

Amen.

But sh*t, how long God talking about?

I don't know how long

it's gon' take to fix.

Tow truck driver's on his way.

Damn.

- SHAWNA: Come on, let's go!

- Here.

(DOGS BARKING)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING ON LAPTOP)

(NEW HIP-HOP SONG PLAYS ON LAPTOP)

(CA$H CHANGES SONG AGAIN)

- Oh, sh*t. She wakes.

- (STOPS MUSIC)

I was wondering how long

you was gonna stay asleep.

- Knocked that ass out, huh?

- (MIA LAUGHS)

Nah, I was jetlagged.

You didn't do sh*t.

Oh, really? Don't play me.

I ain't playing. You

didn't do sh*t. (LAUGHS)

Don't play me.

Look, look, I gotta go to

the studio and lay some sh*t.

- Okay.

- Um, but I heated up the pool for you.

- Mm-hmm.

- I got some food coming later.

- Mm-hmm.

- And got my masseuse coming at 3:00.

- MIA: Mm.

- It's like that.

(MIA CLEARS THROAT)

You ain't got to worry about me, okay?

I got some stuff to do

while I'm here anyways.

- Really?

- Yeah.

What you got planned?

Um

just a couple meetings.

Okay.

Um, I'm taking you out tonight.

Cool.

I'll be here when you get back.

Um, and while I'm here,

I'ma order you some groceries

from Amazon Fresh,

because clearly you ain't had

a home-cooked meal in a minute.

(TAKEOUT BOX RATTLES)

(CHUCKLES) You right.

I was thinking oxtail hash.

You eat oxtails.

You know I eat everything.

(MIA GIGGLES)

("NO JIMMY" BY LI 9 PLAYING)

Got ARs? Uh-uh ARPs ♪

Bought her Louis mink, hey,

now she f*ck me every season ♪

Hey, we got plenty heat

no, Jimmy, we got 223s ♪

None of my n*gg*s sweet,

hey sh*ts let off ♪

We clear they street ♪

So what you what, what (SIGHS)

what you, what you said to them?

What?

Bro, you talked to them,

and next thing I know, I get charged.

So, what I miss, bruh?

(STANLEY LAUGHS)

Zo, I know you're not sayin'

what I think you are.

I didn't say sh*t.

If anything, you need to

be worried about your dime.

Oh, my God, bruh!

You still on that sh*t?

God damn, bruh.

You gotta let that sh*t go.

I can't do this with you, bruh.

When I went in there, they knew sh*t

only she would know.

The f*ck? What?

How how the f*ck this the first time

I'm hearing this from

you, bruh? The f*ck?

Man, that's what I've

been trying to tell you.

- but you're not listening to me.

- Oh, man. Okay, bruh. Okay.

Now you got charges 'cause

you're trying to protect this bitch.

Bruh, I ain't gonna lie to you,

bruh, it feel like I'm trying

to protect two b*tches right now, bruh!

- The f*ck, n*gga? Come on.

- n*gga, I wish you would.

- I wish you would.

- Bruh, I swear to God!

- (BOTH SPEAKING HAITIAN CREOLE)

-

MAURICE: Ah.

- I was just trying to

-

You sure you don't want me

to wait with y'all?

Nah, man, you got to get a head start.

And we can't be late to Oakland.

- Alright.

- (ENGINE STARTS)

CHASTITY: Come on, let's go.

- Go where?

- Lyft trippin'.

And Google said

it's only a 35-minute walk.

- So sh**t.

- Only a 35-minute

No, no, no, no, no, no.

My cramps are really bad.

I'm not trying to walk like that.

Man! Let's go and get our steps in.

Help with your breathing on stage.

You be up there sounding winded. (GASPS)

(BREATHLESSLY) Put your tongue in it.

You need to put your

m*therf*cking lungs in it.

You know what? f*ck it.

Fine. I'll see you there.

Okay. I'll see you there.

I'll get in a Lyft.

(CHASTITY TEXTING, SENDS MESSAGE)

sh*t. I don't have any money.

(SIGHS)

Mm.

(DOG BARKING)

No. A proud boy just tried

to f*ck me. Chastity!

Wait, please.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(MIA LAUGHS)

Everything is going according to plan.

ALEESIA: (ON PHONE) Uh-uh,

move your head to the side.

Why I don't see no logos?

I know cheap-ass leather when I see it.

Why you not sitting on Ca$h's face?

Uh, what happened to his Bentley?

Inflation got his ass?

Girl, I'm in a Lyft, okay?

I mean, it was giving booked and busy.

But I'm really just going

to Starbucks to take a sh*t.

Hey, baby, I don't

have time. Let's get to it.

How was the first dose of the d*ck?

It was good.

Mm, but it was kind of weird, too,

'cause (SMACKS LIPS)

you know, he wanted to f*ck missionary,

you know, look in my eyes

and sh*t, like

Ooh. Okay, so y'all

n*gg*s was making love?

If you want to call it that.

(SCOFFS) What's the issue?

Oh, here she go.

You know what? I'ma just say it.

You ain't been loved right, friend?

Why you always trying to find a problem?

Leesi, come on now.

We both know that Mia got trust issues.

She don't ever like a

n*gga that like her back.

I done seen a lot. Okay?

And these n*gg*s always

up to something, you know?

Like, 'cause why you doing all that?

- The f*ck?

- You know?

The f*ck are we even

talking about right now?

This is a fine-ass, rich-ass n*gga.

What's not to like?

sh*t, 'cause I'm saying

if you don't want him,

you know, you just pass him to me,

'cause we can't let no

good n*gga go to waste.

(ALEESIA CHUCKLES)

Damn! I'm just kidding.

- Yeah, bitch.

- Yeah, 'cause that That's about

- the second time, hoe.

- 'Cause it's the second damn time.

You, you done tried a n*gga.

Y'all b*tches is sensitive.

Let me go to work. I gotta go.

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPRINKLER HISSING)

Oh, sh*t!

Why is it facing the road?

Are you sure we're going the right way?

You wanna look at the GPS?

No, I don't.

It's probably just trees and trailers

and other funky sh*t

I don't give a f*ck about.

CHASTITY: Isn't it beautiful, though?

When was the last time

you seen real-life "foilage"?

- It's foliage. And

- You know what I meant.

We should have waited

for the Lyft like I had said.

Shawna! Do you wanna go back to Circle K

and look at the footage of you stealing?

(CHASTITY SCOFFS)

I don't know what you're talking about.

Might wanna enjoy the view,

'cause if you lie like that,

you for sure going to jail.

(DISTANT HAWK SCREECHES)

(SIGHS)

How much longer?

f*ck.

Wh Are we lost?

Check your phone. You got the addy.

(SIGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Oh.

(SIGHS) Load!

- You check your phone yet?

- Can you give me

a f*cking minute, please?!

Who the f*ck you talking to?

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

p*ssy a tsunami ♪

With my new n*gga behind me ♪

f*ck your baby daddy in

the back is where you find me ♪

(FACETIME RINGING)

- So y'all already out?

- Yeah.

Your mama over there

wearing herself out right now.

Okay, so go get her for me.

Damn, you don't want to talk to me?

What you got to say?

Well, I was gon' say

I appreciate you for hooking

me up with Courtney.

- Mm. Oh, y'all linked?

- Well, we 'bout to.

He say he really f*ck with my sh*t.

- That's what's up.

- Yeah.

Baby, your mama on the phone.

Hey, Mommy, look at me!

I miss you so much, Toonka.

Hey, girl.

You over there with Tiffany?

Oh, yeah. Lissa wanted

to come play with Lulu, so.

Okay, so she ain't got no daddy?

Like nobody could have dropped her off?

No, you can't do that.

She ain't got no uncles,

big cousins, second cousins?

- Somebody?

- Hey, chill that sh*t out.

It's just a play date.

Man, just hand my child

the phone, please.

This, this this a pay

phone, not a play phone.

Come here, baby.

- Thank you.

- Talk to your mama.

Mommy, I'm playing with Lulu.

I see.

I'm having fun.

Oh, well, y I only got,

like, a few more weeks

and I'll be home.

- Alright, bye.

- You don't miss me?

Hey, look, I'll make sure she call you

when we get back home.

Where you gon' be at?

I mean, you know,

we're still on the road.

We s-still traveling.

Alright, so where you at now?

Um, Starbucks.

Huh? You said Mia or Nia? I gotta go.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(MAURICE SIGHS)

- Hey.

- I got all A's,

so now you owe me $100.

- You did?

- Mm-hmm.

Damn.

You don't got the report card with you?

- That's at home.

- So I gotta

Whoa. Hey. Uh-uh, uh-uh.

(CHUCKLING) I'm giving No.

- We already had a deal.

- AUNT JUDITH: Hey, no, no, no.

I don't go for that.

You give one, you give them all.

(SPEAKS HAITIAN CREOLE)

I already told Raven I

- (SPEAKS HAITIAN CREOLE)

-

- Thank you.

- I got it.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MEN SPEAKING HAITIAN CREOLE)

STANLEY: Getting ready to

fight me for all this sh*t, bro.

Damn, man. Someone gonna

go to jail for this sh*t.

- PIERRE: Jail?

- STANLEY: Yeah.

PIERRE: You about to hit that n*gga?

STANLEY: I don't know

what's up with the jit, man?

I can't trust him.

- PIERRE: Damn.

-

But no sh*t come before the fam.

The longer you drag that sh*t out

(MACHINERY CLANKING, WHIRRING)

God. This is not supposed to be my life.

Man, why is this sh*t happening?

I know better than to follow you anyway.

Girl, what's your f*ckin' problem?

You taking last night out on me?

'Cause that was not my fault.

(SCOFFS) Yeah. You and

your misogynistic-ass sympathy

really tried to make it my fault.

Meanwhile, you don't be

taking the blame for sh*t.

I know you're not f*ckin' talking.

Chastity, why don't you just admit

that you don't know what you're doing?

Look around. We are literally nowhere.

You have no business managing anybody.

You can barely manage

them little braids.

f*ck!

(SIGHS) sh*t.

What you doin'?

My sh My shoes are hurting my

Hold up. You talking all this sh*t

and you ain't even wearing no socks?

Don't worry about what

I got on and don't got on.

f*ck. sh*t hurt.

CHASTITY: And you ashy?

God!

This is not my dream. None of this.

This is not supposed

to be this f*cking hard.

- It's gotta be a sign. Yes!

- Oh, my God.

This ain't my f*cking dream either.

Damn!

Man, I've been trying my best!

From day one, I came correct.

And every time I get a win for y'all,

y'all still treat me like a loser.

And I know you don't want me here.

And for real, I don't even know

if I want to be here my damn self.

sh*t, it ain't like

I'm gettin' paid for this.

I'm not getting paid

for this either. I'm broke.

You don't know broke how I know broke.

Let me show you my bank account

'cause I have $12 in

that bitch right now.

$12? sh*t, I can make

something happen with $12.

What are you making happen with 12 bucks?

- I'll flip it.

- What?

- (g*n CLICKS)

- (SHAWNA GASPS)

This is private property!

What's, what's private?

I'm warning you.

- Move!

- The gravel? This gravel?

- Go!

- We're on the side of the road.

Shawna, shut the f*ck up.

No. f*ck it. What?

This whole day is f*cked.

This tour is f*cked.

This would be f*cking

happening right now.

- Go ahead. Go ahead.

- CHASTITY: Shawna!

I will be a martyr in

this bitch. I knew it.

- Shut up!

- No. sh**t me!

- Shut your mouth!

- You want to do it?

Look at you! sh**t me!

Go ahead, John Wick!

Yeah! sh**t her. sh**t us.

sh**t the both of us!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOBBING)

I just want you all to leave!

Please go!

(SHAWNA LAUGHS)

She got the g*n and she cryin'.

Why are you doing this to me?!

- Oh, my God, here she f*cking goes.

- HOMEOWNER: Please.

- Okay.

- Why she crying?

- (SHAWNA LAUGHS)

- HOMEOWNER: Leave me alone!

(LAUGHING) Oh, she

running back in the house?

CHASTITY: She probably

got about 17 cats in there.

- Elmer Fudd-ass bitch.

- Ay! (LAUGHS)

What the f*ck? Yo! Yo.

- Oh, sh*t.

- n*gga.

Yo, I thought we was about to die.

It was over. I thought we

was gonna be on a t-shirt.

- sh*t.

- SHAWNA: Oh, my God.

Hashtag The Duke.

- No. (LAUGHS) Stop.

- I was grabbing

Look, she's still watching. Look.

(LAUGHS)

("SUVS BLACK ON BLACK" BY

JACK HARLOW AND POOH SHIESTY PLAYING)

All my ladies turn to snacks ♪

SUVs black on black on ♪

SUVs black on black ♪

I was f*ckin' up,

but now I'm back on track ♪

That's a fact, woo ♪

Hey, what's up, my boy?

6lack. How you feeling?

Good.

Good to see you again.

You wild.

Hey, we gon' catch up with you.

Please get a drink, baby.

Mm. (CHUCKLES)

- Good to see me again, huh?

- Oh, my God.

Yeah, he thought you was my ex.

Oh, so you got a type?

Ah (CHUCKLES)

What are we drinking?

Martell. Anyway.

So what happened to her?

We broke up.

Okay. Why?

She moved in with me

and, like, in a week into it,

I was just like, "Nah, this ain't it."

So I packed up her sh*t,

and I moved her out.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, I had to protect

my peace, for real.

Mm-hmm.

I would never do

no sh*t like that to you.

And you know that. She

couldn't even stand next to you.

- You know why?

- Why?

She was using me,

and you got your own sh*t.

It's just different.

- Cheers.

- Yeah.

Yeah. I'm with you when you right.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(INSECTS CHIRRING)

Why would you even put

a house over there?

It's not sh*t over there.

What are they doing?

Man, they probably out

here making some cider.

Yeah, n*gga cider.

(LAUGHS) What, bruh?

(BOTH LAUGH)

Man, it is beautiful out here, though.

Like, low-key,

when I get a place,

that's where I'm gonna put it.

Far away from everybody.

Make n*gg*s come to me.

That is not gonna last long at all.

Not the way you like to talk.

And I can hook it up how I want to?

Girl, I'ma get a fish

t*nk, a couple horses,

- some motherfuckin' goats.

- Okay.

I'ma even get an alpaca.

- (LAUGHS)

- And I'll be good.

I ain't got to talk to

n*gg*s for a whole year.

It'd be nice to just

sit for a little bit.

I don't know, man. It's like I feel like

I've been running around

nonstop since I was a kid.

Damn.

What made you even come

out to Miami in the first place?

Man, my uncle took me in

after my mom d*ed.

Oh, sh*t.

When did she pass away?

I was 11.

What?

You were a baby.

(SIGHS) I'm so sorry.

- That's awful.

- Man, I'm good.

I mean, sh*t, what else was I gonna do?

I had to do all kinds of sh*t to survive.

I can't even step foot

in Hialeah no more.

Damn.

Then my uncle put me

in the "family business."

And I was just thinkin' like, man,

it gotta be more to life

than wrangling hoes

and getting n*gg*s dicks sucked.

(SHAWNA LAUGHING)

n*gga.

But hold up. What's up with you, though?

You a scammer?

No!

- Lie again.

- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

When I was at the hotel,

I was taking photos

of people's credit cards

and sending them to my coworker.

- Oh, you wild.

- Mm-hmm.

But he was, he was

already skimming, you know?

And I just really, really needed bread

'cause my parents

my parents cut me off.

Technically, it was reparations.

- Technically.

- (CHASTITY LAUGHS)

- Oh, okay.

- Yeah.

Hold up. So the whole time

you was judging me,

your ass was in the

lobby making plays, too.

Okay. Yeah, that's fair. Yeah. Yeah.

But now I'm catching cases.

My coworker, he,

he just got charged, and

I don't know, man, if he goes to prison,

I have literally no idea

what's about to happen to me.

Oh, alright. So sh*t,

we down bad right now.

- Yeah.

- We ain't going out like that.

Nah, you just gotta get ahead of it,

'cause this the part where

n*gg*s start snitching.

Really? What do you mean?

I mean you trust this n*gga?

I mean, yeah, I thought so, but

I don't know. He hasn't been

responding to any of my sh*t.

Alright, you just gotta, you

just gotta keep him close.

You got anything on him?

Yeah. Um, he and his cousin be scamming,

like, outside of the

hotel, boosting hella sh*t.

Oh, you good. And what else?

SHAWNA: I mean,

he doesn't eat a lot of meat.

CHASTITY: n*gga, I don't give

a f*ck what this n*gga eat!

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

Shout out to the GOAT.

We got Ca$h Chaser in the building.

- Let's go.

- (CROWD CHEERING)

Ay! Okay.

- CROWD: Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!

- Ah!

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Okay. It's the GOAT, n*gga.

(CHUCKLING) Hey.

You're doing your

thing, man. Keep doing it.

I appreciate it, legend.

Hey, this my girl, Mia.

How you doing, Mia?

Nice to meet you.

Oh, my God, thanks.

WOMAN: I'll catch y'all.

- Ay. What's up?

- You know that girl?

CA$H: Now you know her too. So

Mm.

(WILD ANIMAL CALLING)

SHAWNA: f*ckin' finally. Thank God.

CHASTITY: I'm so f*ckin' tired.

(CHASTITY CLEARS THROAT)

SHAWNA: Oh, my God.

Maurice is facing federal charges.

Like, the FBI, the actual Feds.

What the f*ck? What the f*ck?

CHASTITY: Look, just stay calm.

Remember what I told you?

As long as you stay a step

or two ahead of everything,

you gon' be alright.

(SHAWNA SIGHS)

Okay. I'm gonna call him.

Yeah, call him. And look

keep him close.

(SIGHS)

("ROLLA" BY LIZA PLAYING)

(KEYPAD CLACKING)

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Truthfully, I don't think

you're ready for me ♪

- (SONG STOPS)

- (MIA GRUNTS)

Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

("ROLLA" RESUMES PLAYING)

Usually, they want me ♪

'Cause I'm out of reach ♪

(SENT MESSAGE WHOOSHES)

I don't need somebody ♪

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

To come just to leave me ♪

Stay when it's easy ♪

f*ck!

Hey. Hi. Um

I just heard about what happened.

Are you, are you okay?

No, I'm not okay, bruh.

This sh*t This sh*t bad, bruh.

n*gga, Stanley acting weird, man.

- What?

- This man talking about he don't trust me.

Like, all the sh*t falling on me!

Okay, just, just talk to me, please.

All this sh*t f*cked up, bruh.

It's all f*cked up.

I got family that depend on me.

Shawna (ON PHONE): I

know, I know. And that's

I'm s I'm so sorry.

What you sorry for?

Maurice, I'm sorry that I

pushed you into this. That's me.

Okay? Um, just, please,

what can I do for you?

Please tell me.

It is what it is, man. Look, I gotta go.

- So what do we d

- (PHONE BEEPING)

("LACKIN" PLAYING)

(RECORDING APP BEEPS)

Act dumb, I turn 'em purple ♪

- My mama say I'm hurtful ♪

- I'm sorry ♪

It's beef, it's beef eternal ♪

f*ck!