I get a phone call from the
Chicago Tattoo Convention. And 9MAG is banned. – ♪ – Damn, so even when I don’t
even throw the drink and I don’t even throw the first
punch, I’m still to blame? – I don’t give a
[bleep] who started it. Junior and Adriana could
be wrong as [bleep]. Now I can’t do the next
convention because they don’t give a [bleep] about your booth
over there and them over here and Junior and them not working.
All they know is 9MAG. They want to [bleep] up what
I got going on moving forward. Not my [bleep] because
you gotta be tough and you gotta fight back and you gotta show you’re this,
that, and the other. You’re [bleep] representing
my brand, you can be as cocky as you want
and think it’s just you and you out here doing this. You’re representing my brand. – I’m sorry, but–
– Come on, man! – Don’t blame me.
That’s your point. – “Hey, it wasn’t me. Hey, it wasn’t me.
Hey, it wasn’t me.” You saying it wasn’t you,
but if it wasn’t you, you’d told the [bleep]
“Bitch, meet me outside.” – You don’t know what happened,
so you ain’t gotta tell me– – You’re [bleep] justifying.
You’re justifying. – Nah, B, it’s not justifying–
– Yeah, [long bleep]. I’m telling you that you
could’ve [bleep] said “I’ll wait on your bitch ass
outside,” whoever the [bleep] it is,
’cause this [bleep] mean more. You walk out my [bleep]
’cause of pride? I thought you would have taken
more account to this [bleep]. – Anyways, I don’t feel like I did anything wrong
at this point. – BELLA: But think about it. Just like when Evenita put her
hands on me them two times at the convention and I had no
choice but to defend myself, you and Ryan
and the rest of y’all was still [bleep] mad at me. – It’s deeper than
conventions at this point. It’s way deeper
than conventions. We know one thing–she
don’t give a [bleep] about nobody’s feelings
besides her own. Let’s talk about it. – My name’s always
in everybody’s mouth. – Your name has been the
one that’s [bleep] up a lot. – I don’t give a
[bleep] what nobody say. – Do you still wanna be here?
– I’m here to [bleep] stay. I’ll be damned if anybody
tries to get me out, ’cause the only way I’m leaving
is when I decide to leave. – Oh, yeah?
– DON: Checked. – Well, you can work
here no more, period. Lily, you’re fired. – ♪ – VAN: Come on, man. We can’t do this
[bleep] no more. She just got us kicked out of the biggest tattoo convention
that there is. Lily has been the [bleep]
clown in the [bleep] shop. It’s time for this [bleep]
horror movie to end. – LILY: Ryan, this
is what you want? – Yeah. – That’s cool.
– That’s cool. – ♪ – VAN: This is her exit out. Lily’s done. – Might wanna change the locks.
[laughs] – I know, right? – DON: [laughs] I think that’s
first on the agenda, man.