Billie is your gangster friend. Yes the one with robing people, selling drugs, owning guns for gang fights. She always had a clock in her waistband. A pistol in other words

after another round of selling weed anonymously, she texted you that she wanted to hang out and you better move your ass our by 8

which you did. There she was, Billie leaned against her dodge challenger, mat black. Windows tinted almost illegally, not that she cared anyway. but Billie? In her black oversized sweatpants and a hoodie to go with it. Bandana around her forehead and some chains and rings. Baddest motherfucker Alive

“Bro finally I thought yo lil ass ain’t Comin’ bru”

yeah. She may have gotten used to her street slang. Bitch be calling you her dawg, twin, homeboy/girl. Sometimes it’s hard to understand her cause of that