Atlanta

Hey, y'all.

So, tonight I'm wearing my jasmine brandy lip plump.

And y'all can use a discount code to get it,

so you can be... mwah... twinkling like your girl here.

And what better way to bust it out than a night with my girls?

This is my girl Van.

Say hi, Van.

That's Van.

She cute or whatever, and I need a new Netflix password,

so hook a girl up.

All right, bye.

No free pictures.

Anyway, y'all stay tuned.

'Cause tonight the stars are gonna be out.

I dropped this phone in the tub with Lottie,

and now it just does not hold a charge.

Uh-uh, no, we not talking about Lottie,

we not talking about children, we talking about liquor,

- we talking about... - Liquor.

you're gonna have child number two tonight.

Uh-uh.

- She is. - I got an IUD to block them K-I-Ds.

IUD?

You know what, though? Them IUDs work.

You know what? Y'all nasty.

'Cause I changed my shit up after Lottie.

You know what I'm saying?

Don't get that copper IUD,

- 'cause that makes your periods worse. - What?

- Wait, no, it does? - I'm good.

Mm-hmm. - What ever happened to condoms?

Bitch, how old are you?

- Really. Damn! - You're still using condoms?

Are you in high school?

You know what?

I don't have kids, and I also don't have HPV, trick.

Oh! Really, y'all gonna play me like that?

Put that in your condom and fuck it.

Oh, okay, so DJ said that he's going to meet us

and escort us through and everything,

so we don't look like groupies.

Mm.

- What the...? - You know what?

What is your deal with DJ, actually?

DJ, girl, that's... He's a tour barber.

- He's nothing. - So, what, you just stringing him along

for an invite to Drake's party?

- Mm-hmm. - Uh, no, I'm not stringing him along.

I actually only talk business with DJ.

So, did you send him selfies? Yes or no.

I might've sent him one or two selfies. Dang.

So you sent him one or two pictures of your breasts.

First of all, my breasts are already on Tumblr,

so he could've already seen it. And I only sent him

- half a nipple... that don't count. - Oh.

Oh, okay, so he would've saw them eventually,

because I know you didn't have on no business clothes.

Everybody can't be a nun like you, Nadine.

If I'm gonna chase anybody, y'all,

it's gonna be that Aubrey. Uh!

'Cause you know, I've always had a crush on Aubrey.

- Uh, you and all the other groupies. - Aubrey?

- What are you talking about? - Aubrey.

- You don't know him. - Girl.

- He is fine. - Fine.

And he looks like he would make a great father.

Van! Van, do you hear this madness?

What are we... what are y'all talking about?

You know what? I don't even care;

I need a photo with Drake,

because my Instagram is weak as fuck.

- What are you talking about? - I'm just being real. My shit...

- look, I got Lottie, Lottie, Lottie... - Chicken.

Lottie, me... chicken...

I know exactly which one you're talking about...

- Uh-huh. - Lottie, Lottie, Earn.

Delete the Earn.

Oh, yeah, so we can replace Earn with Drake.

Right.

- Y'all really think this dress is okay? - Mm-hmm.

I think it looks good on you... It's fine.

Look, we got to go, okay?

Let's have one more shot.

Do y'all think I should smoke tonight?

- Yes! Yes! - Yes!

Oh, my God!

To partying with my girls.

And IUDs.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

You are not a better driver after a few drinks.

- I'm a good driver. - No, you ain't.

- Um, Candice. - Next time we smoke and drive.

Candi, you sure we in the right place?

Yeah. Yeah, this is it.

- There's nobody here. - This looks a little sus.

No, no, there's gonna be a shuttle that comes.

- I'm freezing. - I'm losing my buzz.

Where is everybody?

- Okay, stop complaining. - We're in the woods, girl.

Follow me. Follow me.

Thi-This way. Follow me.

Where in the world?

You should've wore pants.

You should not be down here in this...

- Who this nigga? - Yo, uh, happy New Year.

- Ha-Happy New Year. - Right.

Hey, y'all going to that Drake theme party, right?

I-I got this pizza for him.

Like, right here.

- Cool. - Y'all have the address?

Yo, give me the address, y'all can have some,

but this pizza has to go inside him.

- Oh, oh, the shuttle's over here. - He needs it.

- What kind of pizza? - This is good pizza.

Hey, no, we don't want your pizza... bye.

Wha... No, no... You got to put me on, though.

Put me on... I got music, too.

Like, we could... we could work just together.

Put me on. You... come on, bruh!

Don't leave me out.

Don't leave me out...

It's locked.

Uh, hey. We're here for the party.

Candice Moxon.

Okay, oh, all right, wait, wait, wait, um...

7-4-3-2-9-9.

Oh.

- Ooh. - Yes.

Let's go see Drake.

Damn.

Hey, are you okay?

I'm just so happy.

Y'all pretty.

I'm-a take y'all home with me.

Just kidding.

Let's go, ladies.

Gather round, gather round.

Come on.

We don't have all night.

File out.

- Oh, my God. - Good evening.

Welcome to paradise.

IDs out.

If you are here in response to the video shoot,

please proceed with your Ethiopian passport

to the photo booth

- to receive your name tag and your costume. - Okay.

This is a residential home.

Keep booties on at all times.

These are marble floors.

- I am not wearing them booties. - By the way, happy New Year.

Happy New Year!

All right, who's first?

Oh. Drake invited me.

"Drake invited me."

That's his signature right there.

Can I just...

No, you don't have to call him.

I, um...

I was supposed to be here, not you!

I was invited!

I swear, I was invited!

- This is my song. - This is my song.

Girl, every song is your song.

Look at these Instagram Stepford Wife-looking bitches.

Oh, look, it's Devyon Johnson.

- Wait, where? - The actor?

Where?

He's cute.

He would be with a white girl.

These Hollywood niggas are so cliché.

Hey.

DJ! DJ... hey, DJ, baby.

- Hi. Mwah. - Mwah. What's up, ladies?

DJ, next time, can you escort me?

Because security was so mean to me.

- Oh, yeah, I got you. - Where's Drake at?

- You gonna introduce us? - Oh, yeah, I want to meet Drake.

Uh, yeah, he's-he's floating around somewhere.

Well, where's this room?

- This the VIP room? We want to go here. - Uh...

Okay, okay, well... chill.

No, no, it's-it's-it's cool.

W-Well, I got to go DJ.

'Cause my name is D-D-D-D-DJ.

He's funny, right?

- He's so... - No.

Get a drink, I'll hook y'all up.

Oh. You want a gummy?

- Uh-huh. - Oh, yes.

- I'm good, thank you. - Uh.

Uh-uh, uh-uh. Uh...

Mm-hmm, mm.

She likes gummies.

Take the gummy, enjoy yourself.

Fine.

- Mm-hmm. - Come on.

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

Well, ladies, I'm gonna go with DJ.

- Ah. - So, y'all have fun.