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It's Friday night at the rink, man. And we turnin' up!

♪ Ain't nobody see me, though, taking it easy ♪

♪ These niggas can't fuck with them ♪

♪ I can't even lie

♪ Cause feel me bad

♪ But I'm really in love with her sister. ♪

♪ She say, that ain't the issue ♪

♪ Too, bitch, you want me, you can call ♪

♪ me the man in the middle ♪

♪ I ain't fucking around ♪

♪ Busting out of my bed, cause ♪

♪ it look like I early risen

♪ Better watch how you speak ♪

♪ We gon' rock them to sleep

♪ Heard that boy like to talk the wieldin' ♪

♪ Know these niggas don't like me ♪

♪ But fuck how they feeling ♪

♪ This shit gon' get bigger and better ♪

♪ Stop texting bitches and get to the street ♪

♪ But that's just some shit to consider ♪

All right doing, man.

Ain't going be no jacking in here tonight.

Don't start none, won't be none.

You hear me?

It's couples skate only, man.

If you ain't boo'd up, get your ass off the floor!

It's for lovers only, trick.

♪ Baby, you the best ♪

♪ Baby, the truth

♪ You ain't gotta run from me ♪

♪ I won't hurt you ♪

♪ Baby, hold me close. - Hold up.

Is that Southside Keisha?

I'mma tell your daddy.

Rich kids ain't supposed to be rolling like that, man.

I'm just fucking with you.

Shout-out, Keisha and Rome.

I see y'all out there kissin'.

♪ Come closer ♪

♪ Baby, come closer ♪

♪ You ain't gotta hide

♪ I know how you fly ♪

♪ You ain't gotta run, girl ♪

♪ You can get it all ♪

♪ I know it's painful to be in this position ♪

♪ I'm not with the same old ♪

♪ I promise, this is different ♪

♪ To me, you're an angel from every angle ♪

♪ Baby, come closer ♪

We did some good, P.

Yeah, between you and me, already got the part.

Keep going.

Girl, you--

I love the shit out you, girl.

Shit!

Oh, hell, no!

Don't be pulling my braids!

You know that just hurt my braids.

My bad.

Sometimes, I get a little carried away.

I love you, Rome!

I love you.

I love you, too.

Oh, no!

Hello?

Where the hell are you at, Keisha?

Oh, shit!

♪ Beat it up ♪

♪ Don't stop this adrenaline ♪

♪ Low down with the bright lights and get me pumpin' ♪

♪ In the night like a lion and gives me an open ♪

Hey, Mr. Johnson!

♪ With my legs on your shoulders ♪

♪ 3:00 in the morning, he's still coming over ♪

♪ Blood on my bag like your doze ♪

♪ She's so lit, you never want to be sober ♪

♪ Scratch them tits when you wearing that kit ♪

♪ Put your hands on whatever ♪ I invest in it

♪ See the fine-ass nigga when I'm looking big ♪

♪ I'm brand new top ♪

♪ Wake me out of my sleep ♪

♪ You know I had to swim to blow me deep ♪

♪ Yeah, you ain't I got a freak like me ♪

♪ Like me

♪ Finish, you the fresh Spike Lee ♪

♪ Yeah, I got a freak like me ♪ Like me ♪

♪ Finish, you the fresh Spike Lee ♪

♪ Spike Lee

♪ Yeah, I got a freak like me

♪ Finish, you the fresh Spike Lee ♪

♪ Yeah, I got a freak like me ♪

♪ Finish, you the fresh Spike Lee ♪

♪ Spike Lee ♪

♪ Yeah, I got a freak like me ♪

♪ Finish, you the fresh Spike Lee ♪

♪ I'm just standing here, busy, can't wait to get home ♪

♪ Fuck around and have sex on the phone ♪

You got this, girl.

Can we get all the models to the front, please?

All the models to the front.

Ain't none of these bitches better than you.

Ladies, ladies, can we get all the models to the

front, please?

All the models to the front, please.

You a bad bitch.

Number 37?

Number 37?

Now, as y'all know, we lookin' for the baddest

bitches in the city, for Bonafide's next music video.

And we almost there.

Now, number 37, please step forward and get busy.

Ty.

What?

My name is Ty.

Okay.

Hi.

Can you please step forward?

Please, queen!

♪ Bounce that ass ♪

♪ Left jump, right

♪ Bounce that ass

♪ Left jump, right

♪ Bounce that ass

♪ Left jump, right ♪

♪ Bounce that ass

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

What's she doing?

♪ Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop ♪

All right. That's enough.

Thank you.

Please, step back in line.

Thank you.

Number 41, please.

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Left cheek, right cheek

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

I don't know what you're thinking.

But I like it.

Yeah, that's it.

That shit's exactly what we're looking for

Oh, oh, yeah!

Yeah.

Oh, she ain't playing with it.

Yeah!

That's-- yeah.

Oh, oh!

Yeah!

♪ Go, go, go, go, go ♪

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

♪ Dripping on a bit, like drip drop ♪

♪ Drip ♪

♪ Got 'em the bag in a Ziploc bag ♪

♪ See my pinky ring? ♪

♪ That's a big rock ♪

♪ Chicken nigga bucket, that's a big nug ♪

Thank you.

Have a great day, sir.

♪ Now, I'm taking trips at the sea dock ♪

♪ Stars on the roof ♪

What a cheap-ass motherfucka.

Hey, what I'm supposed to do with this?

♪ I take a nigga, bitch ♪

Boogie?

Oh, hell, naw.

Don't tell me that' Fran the man in that motherfucker, man.

Hell, no!

Damn.

I never liked y'all calling me that shit!

Shit, you used to dress like a nigga.

Still do.

Fine, that lil' nigga now, though, isn't it?

Shit, I see you Fran night.

Yeah, thanks, I guess.

Damn, man, I ain't seen your ass since high school.

We were both at school, getting high.

Still doing it.

- Man, you feel me. - Shit.

How long you been working this jump?

This just a part-time job.

You know, I'm finna start culinary school and shit.

What the hell that is?

Where they teach you how to cook.

Oh, shit, man.

My girl teach you that shit for free.

She make a mean-ass goddamn shrimp quesadilla,

just like them Mexicans do on the East side--

trying to tell you. - Shit.

All right, fuck all that.

Where you get this ride from?

This right here is shinin' and real clean!

Come on, now.

You see me good shining now.

The fuck they talking about, man?

High school just holding me back.

- For sure. - Check this tho.

You trying to make some real money,

talking about some of that motherfuckin' real money, man.

Go on, holler at me.

Shit!

Let me get your number, then.

Fran, what the fuck, man?

I ain't talking to your ass on no phone, man.

Well, you can't be that goddamn green now.

Fuck! - Oh, yeah.

For sure.

Check this.

Why don't you go on and meet me at my office.

Where is it?

Yeah, at the rink.

I'll be in that motherfucker tonight by midnight.

All right, cool.

I fuck with you.

♪ Lord, have mercy on my soul

♪ I've been a bad, bad, bad girl ♪

♪ I've been a bad, bad, bad girl ♪

♪ I fell asleep for what I know ♪

♪ Don't want to lie, no, no more ♪

♪ Don't want to lie no, no more ♪

Damn, girl! Late again?

None of your business, Country.

The hell kind of bus you been catching?

I didn't bust my ass for 10 years waiting tables

to become manager, just to go back

to waiting tables to cover your ass because you can't

be on time to save your life!

Whoa, Cathy.

That was, like, a whole-ass run on sentence.

But my bad, girl.

I was up late making a wig for a client with alopecia.

Who in the hell names their child, Alopecia?

Never mind, Cathy.

It ain't going to happen again.

I have heard that before, Keisha.

Well, what are you going to do, Cathy?

You going to fire me? cause I'm the best server you got, going

on, what, like, six years now?

I'm taking applications, Keisha.

I mean, they might not be worth a damn.

But I'm taking them.

You are replaceable!

You remember when you kept touching

my hair without my permission, when I had that curly fro?

I can make you one, with red streaks--

get you a Tyrone!

Well, I could use a new hairstyle, and a new man.

And we can get you one.

Yeah?

But if you don't mind, them hungry folk over there,

they ain't gonna serve themselves.

- Yeah, please. - Thank you, Cathy.

Mm-hmm.

You gonna to do my hair, too.

Two pulled pork sandwiches with steak fries.

Here's the most sweet tea for y'all.

Excuse me.

I ordered my steak well done.

I can't be eating no blood, now.

Right. I'm sorry about that.

I'll get them to throw back on the grill.

You do that.

She said it's paint country.

Oh, hell, no. Bring that back.

She done ate the whole damn thing.

Just throw it back on the grill!

Oh, that's okay, baby.

Keisha, Keisha!

You just gotta learn to be a little more careful, okay?

Yes, Mr. Jackson.

Can I get some salt and pepper?

You sure can, right there at the end of the table.

I'm sorry.

But go easy, cause it pour out fast, okay?

I don't be all up in your space.

Why you all up in mine?

Damn!

Ain't nobody all up in your space, Country.

You need to be worried about not burning them burgers.

Oh, shit!

Damn it, damn it!

Oh, damn!

Because I'm hungry.

Gotta get y'all cars, too.

Yeah, and I ain't no cheap date, so.

Oh, shit.

Please not my section.

Yo boo got that card? cause I ain't paying for this.

I'm trying to have that unlimited thing.

You got that, right, baby?

That's right! That's right!

You know y'all girl almost got caught over

there on Presley Boulevard.

Doing what?

Swiping at Walmart!

I swear.

I said, you got to think bigger.

Walmart? - Come on.

We on to better things now!

Welcome to Pork and Things, where the food is so good,

it makes you want to slap your mama.

Oh, damn, Keisha!

You've been working here how long?

And they ain't made you manager yet?

I'm only here part time because I do hair now,

celebrity hair.

Celebrity?

Like who?

Well, I did Shelly Waters a couple of weeks ago, so,

you know.

- That reporter from the news? - Mm-hmm.

Girl, she ain't no celebrity like that, anyway.

And her hair don't even be that cute, neither.

It don't.

Talking about celebrity.

Celebrity!

Well, maybe I can help you with your lace front,

cause it's giving dollar store, synthetic.

Is she trying to bully?

Yeah, she trying.

Can I get y'all something to drink?

Yeah, we'll take some water.

With lemons and sugar, boo, cause we finna

make our own lemonade, okay?

Hurry up on the lemons!

I can't believe she's saying something about my hair.

Somebody's got a birthday coming up.

My baby about to be eight years old!

You're a big girl now.

How about we go shopping and get our nails done?

No?

What you want to do for your birthday, then?

I want a little sister.

I gotta talk to your daddy about that one.

Pizza, again, Ty?

Deja asked for it.

Well, she's a child.

What a child want and what a child need

is two different things.

It ain't that serious, Ms. Pam.

Well, clearly, for you, ain't nothing that serious.

Your career ain't serious.

Your relationship ain't serious.

You ain't even serious about your own damn child!

Ma!

Keep my daughter name out your mouth.

And she my granddaughter, too,

which I'm helping y'all raise, since her mama want to be

at the rink, and trying to be a video

model instead of a role model.

See, I'm done raising my kid.

I shouldn't be helping y'all raise yours.

Come on, Deja, baby.

Let's get you cleaned up, okay?

Y'all make sure y'all don't leave no dishes in my sink.

Yeah, Ma.

Hey, I'm sorry about that.

You was lockjaw while your mama disrespected

me in front of my child.

You know how she is.

That's your excuse, you know how she is?

Look, maybe we can all watch a movie or something tonight.

I'm meeting Fran and Keisha at the rink later.

Keisha's going back to the rink?

Shocking, right?

Well, you've been gone all day.

You'd rather I be a lazy-ass baby mama, laying around

on your mama couch all day?

Nah.

I'd rather just try and spend more

time together, as a family.

We're not a family!

We are.

But we're not together.

It doesn't have to be that way.

As long as we're living in your mama house,

yes, it do, cause she be in our business way too much.

Well, she half right.

Look at you.

You just came home.

And you're already going to the rink and shit.

Me being gone is how I keep the peace around her,

at least until I can afford my own place.

How was school today?

Boring as shit.

Two more years, and you can get a job down

the street at Saint Francis.

If I book my modeling gigs, I won't even need nursing.

Ty, I ain't saying you can't be no model.

But maybe it's time to be realistic.

We got a daughter.

So because I got a daughter, I

can't chase my dreams no more?

You just been doing this for a while, though.

You started doing fashion shows in high school.

And now you're still struggling to do music

videos for local rappers.

And I was voted most likely to succeed.

And I ain't succeeded yet!

That's why I'm going so hard.

I want to see the world, Eddie.

We had that shit in 11th grade.

I ain't never been to a college party.

And everybody yelling, Happy Founder's Day!

And I ain't even know what that means.

It's a fraternity thing, Ty.

I know what it means now, Eddie.

Now that Deja is a little older,

I just think it's time we live a little.

I know we ain't together.

But it might be good for you to get away, too.

My health benefits at the factory

is what's been taking care of Deja,

covering her asthma medication while you in nursing school.

Well, maybe you can transfer, outside of Memphis.

No, I don't think it's the right time

to ask for a transfer.

Why not?

23 people just got laid off.

But you good, right?

Ain't nobody good.

Every day, somebody else head to the chopping block.

Hope tomorrow ain't my time.

♪ Come here, baby

♪ I want to tell you something, up front ♪

♪ When I first met you, baby

♪ I set out to get you, baby

What's up?

Now don't be coming in here, causing no trouble, Francis.

I got a business to run.

All I want to do is come order some food like

everybody else.

Well, everybody else ain't walking out on their check

without paying.

I'll keep an eye on her, Ms. Cathy.

There's a problem, I am in the kitchen.

I got her. I got her.

Bitch, why is you messing with that lady?

Why she be tripping like that?

You act like you ain't run out on your bill

two times before.

That's cause they short me on my last check

when they fired me.

I had to get it back in blood!

Crazy.

Who cooking back there?

Big Country ass.

Damn!

Means that barbecue chicken gonna be dry as hell.

Yep.

Let me get the pork chops.

He can't mess them up. - You bet.

I got you, crazy.

♪ I want my arms to surround you ♪

♪ Right from the day I'm around you ♪

♪ I want my arms to surround you ♪

Your girl Bria came in here today

Bria from high school?

Mm-hmm.

That bitch trapped me.

Girl, she tried to clown me for working here and shit.

What?

If I was in here, I would've dragged her across them tables.

No, you wouldn't have, cause Cathy just said,

you got one more strike before your ass is banned for good.

I don't give a fuck!

Acting like she own the place.

I was the best cook they ever had.

And the show goes on.

That's their loss, which reminds me.

I need you for my piss test.

Girl, that weed gonna get your ass caught up.

Whatever!

Bitch, you know I got you.

Mm-hmm.

Keisha, you know you been getting our texts.

Why you ain't responded?

Girl, if you ain't noticed, I'm at work.

But you been finding time to watch my stories on the Gram.

Fran, you been asking me this every week.

But, eight months, I'll keep asking till you say yes.

You love the ring!

It was our life until--

Until somebody shot my man in the head?

And nobody was arrested?

I gotta live with that, not knowing who or why.

I had another nightmare last night.

I think I got a right to not want to go back.

You right, Keisha.

Or you can face it like the raw bitch you are.

Skating is our life!

I've never seen you happy or smiling more than when

you out there on that floor.

This could be the closure you need.

You already lost Jerome.

Don't lose yourself, too.

It's going to be okay.

Breathe.

I got you.

♪ Like a vise grip, tighter

♪ Don't leave me out here with these strangers ♪

Keish?

♪ You don't understand me

Keish!

You good?

I don't know if I can do this.

Of course, you can!

Look, we already here in town, anyway.

And [rattles pills] I got some percs for you.

You re-upped.

You got to ration those, Keisha.

Girl, slow it down a little!

That's what I'm trying to do.

It's about to be slow motion for me.

Fuck it.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I'm walking in Memphis ♪

♪ I be walking on beats ♪

♪ With the hustle, I'm a beast ♪

♪ I like to feast when I eat

I love you, Keish.

Girl, you are my spirit animal.

I'm so proud of you.

Don't start getting all sentimental and shit!

Keish all right.

It just all feel like it happened yesterday.

Y'all think the niggas that shot Rome in here right now?

They not, Keisha!

You good.

We got you.

I'll be good as soon as I get on the floor.

Girl, you gettin' thick!

What bakery I can get those at?

Shut up!

You have been getting kind of thick, to be honest.

That's cause all I do at work is eat yams and cornbread.

But I'm about to get back on that flat tummy tea, though.

Nah, that wouldn't look good on you.

Instagram hoes be lying, anyway.

Get injections and start a workout page.

Then they stay winning.

That's all people seem to care about now, anyways.

Fuck that, Ty!

We fine as fuck just the way we are.

♪ I tell a broad, don't hate on me cause I ain't you ♪

♪ And if I wasn't myself, I'd probably hate me, too ♪

There's some cute-ass niggas in here.

Girl, you always talking about some cute-ass niggas.

Am I supposed to talk about the ugly ones?

She got a point.

Besides, Keisha won't put me on her daddy.

So I'm still on the market.

Bitch, you need to stop talking about my daddy

with your fast ass.

Girl, you know your daddy fine as fuck!

Don't act brand new.

Fuckin' Von ass.

That nigger can skate, though.

And he one of the fine ones.

He been trying to holler at me for a while,

even when I was with Rome.

Shit!

Maybe you should give him a chance.

A chance to do what?

See if he a match!

I'm fuck nigga-free.

You been fuck-nigga free for a long motherfuckin' time, now!

I'll be back.

Where you going?

To the bathroom!

And, no, I don't need a chaperone.

Well, Keisha, my girl.

I need you to loosen up.

So do a shot with your girl.

Bitch!

Yes!

I should have known, your alcoholic ass was

going to sneak that in here. - Mm-hmm!

Come on.

Mm.

Come on.

♪ So I'm positive, ain't much room for negative energy ♪

♪ I hear 'em talking ♪

♪ But I can't move off them frequencies ♪

♪ When I get it, they gon' be straight ♪

♪ Those who believed in me, I found the-- ♪

Put some more down.

Come on, now.

Fran, the man, what the fuck going on?

What's good with you?

Shit, coolin'.

I just came to fuck with you, like I said

Now ain't a good time I gotta stay focused.

I'm down bad with them motherfuckers, man.

Type shit.

Put that shit back down.

Here we go.

Fuck!

Hey, don't be bringing no bad luck

up in this motherfucker, man.

I'm trynna bid with you, that's all.

Just go and put your number in my nigga phone.

I got you.

Put your number right here.

Put your number.

You're walking home, nigga.

You walking home, nigga.

Yeah! - Fuck!

Hey, don't touch that shit, man.

Hey, man, what?

Game ain't over till I say it's over.

Don't ever touch my money till I tell you to, pussy-ass nigga!

The fuck wrong with you, man?

Bitch-ass nigga made me cut my goddamn shoes.

See that shit?

You trying to get in on this shit, though?

- Hell, no! - Fuck you mean, no?

You can't get in on this?

Nah, I'm good.

Fran, the man.

Pussy-ass nigga.

What's wrong with you, huh?

What's happening, Keish?

Oh, my bad.

I ain't mean to scare you.

What's up, Von?

Ain't shit.

Where you been hiding at?

Minding my business and drinking my water.

Well, how can I be part of that business?

I'm not taking applications right now, Von.

Look, I'm just happy to see you back at the rink.

You know, it ain't been the same,

not seeing you roll around in them tight

little leggings on the floor.

Now, I know that ain't Keisha.

What the hell is she doing, talking to Von?

Oh, she trying to run it up!

Look, Keisha.

I ain't even going to lie to you.

You sexy as hell!

You know I been on you since high school.

But you was with that nigga, Rome.

She just doing that shit on purpose to fuck with me.

Nah, that bitch thinks she sweet,

ever since y'all broke up.

That's what it is.

She used to think she was so badder than everybody

else in high school.

That's cause her thieving-ass daddy used

to buy her the .

Uh-uh, that bitch gonna learn today.

Stay tuned.

Hey, can you hurry up on that churro?

Look, I know what happened to you and how much it hurt you.

I do.

But I could help you get back to smiling again.

Ain't Bria your ex?

You know I broke up with that girl a year ago.

She too jealous for me.

She just don't know how to let go.

Well, it look like we both got something in common.

We both don't know how to let go.

Come on, Keish.

I like your fro.

Thank you.

♪ One time for what they want

♪ They want, they want, they want ♪

♪ One time for what they want ♪

♪ They want, they want, they want ♪

That's what I'm talking about!

We shutting it down tonight, man.

There's sexy ladies in the building.

Fellas, if you got more than $20 in your pocket, man,

let your boy hold $5, man.

I'm hungrier than a motherfucker!

♪ Baby, baby baby

♪ Baby, baby, baby

♪ Baby, baby, baby, ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby

♪ Yeah, go crazy

♪ Gotta keep it in rotation

♪ Hit the stage

♪ Throw some one's and get her naked ♪

♪ Throw it high to the sky and maker her catch it ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ That ass go crazy ♪

♪ Gotta keep it in rotation

♪ Hit the stage, throw some one's and get her naked ♪

♪ Throw it high to the sky and make her catch it ♪

♪ Throw a bag ♪

♪ When she do, she gonna finesse it ♪

♪ Any money to her will buy that ass investments ♪

♪ She hit the club and show her shoes off ♪

♪ It's show time, girl ♪

♪ So cut the snooze off ♪

♪ She gettin' blues off ♪

♪ Yeah, she keep it going ♪

♪ That money flowing ♪

♪ She's shooting all the shots

♪ and collecting all the coins ♪

♪ Got so much ass up in them jeans, look like a fawn, yeah ♪

♪ Throw that ass back up on me ♪

♪ Bounce it like a pong ball

Whoa, hold up!

Somebody just bust their ass out there on the floor.

Y'all, slow it down.

Make sure everybody okay, you hear?

Don't y'all know?

The number one rule at the rink is don't fall, man!

Ah, sh--

You okay?

What the hell happened out there?

It was Bria's ass.

I saw the whole thing.

Fucked up my damn knee!

All right. You're good.

Come on.

Stupid bitch!

There that bitch go, right there

- Can you dance? - Let it go, Fran.

She ain't even worth it.

She got y'all knees looking like you on a hoe stroll.

You just want to let it slide?

I just want to talk to her.

That's all.

Fran!

I guess, okay?

Fran.

Well, let's see what you got.

Bitch, what the fuck is you walkin--

Stop!

Fran, stop! Come on!

Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop! Stop!

What the fuck is wrong with you, bitch?

What you gonna do?

Fuck you! Bitch!

Keisha! Keisha, come on!

We gotta go.

Keisha.

Keisha, are you okay?

Hey, come on.

You too fine to be on the ground.

Are they shooting?

No, they ain't.

Nobody is shooting.

Somebody car backfired.

Hot as shit, yeah.

But there wasn't no shots, though.

Come on.

Let me take you home.

No, I'm good.

♪ Oh I was a sinner, a poor wretched soul ♪

It's a great day for His followers.

Every day is a great day for His followers.

Hallelujah!

Second Corinthians 9, verse 6 through 8, reads, "whoever sows

sparingly will also reap sparingly.

And whoever sows generously will also reap generously."

Practice what you preach.

Amen!

Amen.

God is good, ain't He?

Oh, hell, no.

What y'all want?

We came to see about you.

How's your knees?

Fucked up, like y'all.

Uh-uh.

We called you 100,000 times last night, even

came and banged on your door. You ain't answer.

Yeah.

You gonna let us in, or what?

She got an attitude.

What's up with her?

She tripping.

Actin' like she don't want us to come in here.

Trynna give us lip, girl.

Y'all left me out there.

I thought you was right behind me, Keish.

I looked and couldn't find you or Fran.

We all got separated.

That shit was wild last night?

Ooh, wee! - Fran.

Huh?

You the one who started it.

And now, look.

One thing you can't say is that Fran don't got your back.

Okay?

I'm pretty sure that lace front still sitting

in the parking lot right now.

She probably picked it back up,

put it back on her head, that old raggedy bitch!

Girl, what you got in this fridge?

Cause I'm starving.

Girl, I need to go shopping.

There's probably some grits or something in there.

What the hell is this?

Leftovers from work the other day.

I think it's some shrimp and fries.

Can you do something with this, Chef Francis?

Shit, this all we need.

And I may have a cheap bottle of champagne in there.

Mimosas!

♪ I'm moving fast, just like the panther ♪

♪ Not talking money ♪

♪ I cannot answer

♪ Makin' money, so you know they can't stand her ♪

♪ She moving dirty, like she a dancer ♪

♪ My lips spread, like it's some cancer ♪

♪ Be on alert, like your name Amber ♪

♪ Your nigga broke, bitch, raise up your standards ♪

♪ She hoppin' around like she is a prancer ♪

Why is this so damn good?

Cause I'm the shit!

Just wait till I open my restaurant.

As long as I get to eat for free!

You always want shit for free, okay?

That's what friends are for.

Fran, you know you owe me a restaurant in Beverly Hills.

But as long as you got a menu for vegan options,

cause you know them LA folk be bougie as hell.

Mm-hmm.

Here you go.

I ain't moving to LA.

It's the Mount till I'm in the ground!

Well, you going to be in the Mound by your damn self.

All right.

Nah, for real, y'all.

Imagine us going to LA and getting a condo on the beach.

Deja would love that.

Mm-hmm.

Keish, you know Daddy Sabion ain't letting you move

to no simple-ass Hollywood.

Girl.

And, Ty, you know Pam ain't having that shit either.

Deja is my daughter.

I do what I want.

Exactly.

And I ain't asking for his permission.

So y'all would really leave me?

Fran, I could do celebrity hair.

Ty could become the next Tyra Banks.

And you could start with a food truck!

It's perfect.

What's here for us?

Home, Keisha.

Home is here.

LA expensive as fuck.

How are we going to afford it?

Well, that's all I'm really worried about.

Once I figure that shit out, I'm out this bitch, seriously.

Nah, for real.

I'm with you.

Fran, remember when y'all used to spend the night over

my house when we were kids?

There you go.

And we would pretend to be Destiny's Child?

And the hairbrushes would be the microphone.

- Yeah! - I will always be Kelly.

And y'all two stay arguing over who will be Beyonce.

I would let her be Beyonce sometimes.

Come on, now.

You let me be Beyonce, like, one time.

But that's cause I always knew the words.

You didn't. - Yeah.

You ain't never know the words!

Whatever.

Y'all, we were a group then.

And we still a group now.

Don't break up the group, Fran.

I do only got a few more months on probation,

so, maybe.

I'll take a "maybe."

Maybe is good.

I'll take a "maybe."

- Hold on, hold on, hold on. - Whatever.

Wait one damn minute.

Keish, what are the two things you're good at?

Doing hair and skating.

Says here on IG, they hosting a skate competition

at The Palace.

What?

How much they talking?

Girl, first place is $50,000!

- 50k? - Shit!

Oh, bitch. We gotta do it!

Hell, yeah!

Okay, hold on.

Says here, we need at least a team of three.

So we just need one more.

So, we got you--

Me, you.

Um, hello!

Me, duh!

What y'all problem?

Baby, you know you can't skate.

Ass be looking like a penguin on skis.

'Skew me! 'Skew me!

Excuse me!

No, I don't!

Bitch, don't do me, all right?

Crazy.

Y'all, we gonna win this.

Yeah.

This could be our way out.

So y'all really want to do this, huh?

With or without you.

Mm-hmm.

I'm going to get me another mimosa.

Oh, yeah.

I'm right behind you.

You crazy.

Yea.

You said you want to make some money,

right, Fran the man?

Boogie?

I'm gonna text you an address.

Meet me there tonight, 9:00 PM.

Don't be late.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪