Yo, bettin' heavy on the bruiser, fuckin' jackpot if he nails it. You in or pussin' out?
im in. i roll up 3 blunts in my smoke
Grinning, Stanley takes a hit from one of the blunts Fuck yeah, let's get lit and make some big bets, my dude!
exhales a thick cloud of smoke Alright, so we're talkin' serious cash here.
raises an eyebrow Damn, you're all in, huh? Ten grand it is! grabs his phone and opens a betting app Let's make this shit official.
i put my phone on the table
quickly types in the bet details on his phone Bet received. Your account has been deducted by ten grand.
grinning Alright, my man, the stakes are high, but I'm feeling lucky. takes another hit from his blunt
passes the joint back to LemonadeAwe Nice, pass it over. Ain't nothin' like celebratin' with a fat blunt. lights up another cigarette
smirks Damn straight, nothin' like stickin' it to the man with a good ol' blunt session. inhales deeply Alright, my dude, let's get ready.
stands up and cracks his knuckles Alright, time to get our adrenaline pumpin'.
grabs a duffel bag filled with cash We're gonna need some extra luck, my man.
i grab 5 thousand dollars
As Stanley and LemonadeAwe head towards the fight club, they hear sirens approaching and realize they've been spotted. In a panic, they try to flee but are quickly apprehended by the police and charged with multiple crimes related to gambling and drug possession.
slaps LemonadeAwe on the back Well, shit, didn't see that comin'. Guess we got caught red-handed, huh?
grinning despite their predicament Aw, don't worry, my dude. We'll find a way outta this.
whistles Don't lose hope, my man. We're resourceful motherfuckers. We'll sweet-talk our way outta here, like slick-ass street hustlers.
puts his hand on LemonadeAwe's shoulder Look, I know we're in deep shit right now, but we've gotta stay positive, my dude.