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DRILLYGIRL ENT. & TIDAL PRESENTS: PINKY PENTHOUSE RADIO SHOW

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TIDAL PRESENTS: PINKY PENTHOUSE RADIO SHOW

Special Guest: The Deli Wit The Henny

NEW YORK: The air in the private Brooklyn suite is thick with the weight of low-end bass and expensive amber liquor. Outside, the New York skyline bleeds into a restless twilight, but inside, the atmosphere is dialed strictly to intimacy and edge. Dim, amber-toned lighting cuts across the velvet upholstery of the green room, casting long shadows over exposed brick walls and an array of half-empty bottles. It’s an environment designed for disarming defense mechanisms, blending the raw, unpolished grit of the Bronx with an unapologetic, high-end sensuality.

Enter The Deli Wit The Henny—the Bronx drill scene’s most enigmatic and untouchable stud—striding into the room with the effortless, guarded posture of someone who treats every space like a crime scene or a stage. Waiting across the room is Pinky, a veteran industry icon and cultural force whose transition from adult entertainment royalty to razor-sharp interviewer has made her the most feared and coveted host in the game. Her presence is commanding, a masterclass in calculated confidence wrapped in effortless allure.

As the door clicks shut, the professional boundary immediately blurs into something far more dangerous. Instead of taking the opposite seat, Pinky signals Deli for a hug and intimate kisses in the mouth. He arches a brow, she adjusts her mini skirt slightly up where her bare ass is exposed and sitting on his lap, laughing and playfully bouncing, then begin to silently talk and exchange in small kisses and intimacy like close friends but you would think they've known each other for years. Sitting on his lap with one hand around her waist and the other closely between her legs when you can't see. Transforms into a high-stakes power flirtatious natural struggle where the lines between interrogation and seduction completely dissolve. They kiss and gently playfight before the interview.

Pink: The Deli Wit The Henny’—tell me the truth, is that name about your drinking habit, or is it because you stay leaking every time a real woman gets close to you?

Deli: Nah. Ice Spice gave me that name. She my favorite celebrity. I look up to her. That song "Deli" was about me low key. And how you know I be leaking? Because you aged well hoe and you still got a wagon. If you ever decide to do Porn again we should do it. Real shit. Stand up real quick.

Pink: No, I changed. But I'll stand up. (Stands up and makes it clap a little)

Deli: Let me touch it?

Pink: Boy no! (laughs) (slapps his hand away) Boy, I got a whole man now, relax. But let’s talk about your bedroom habits since you love talking big on the tracks. Who’s usually begging you to stop, and who’s usually crying when it’s over?

Deli: You ain't got no fucking man. (laughs)

Pink: Yes I do. I go to Church also. I have changed. Have you changed? Answer my questions. Who's cheeks is you clapping these days boo.

Deli: I'm everybody bae that's not black AF. I only be nice to y'all cuz you lightskinnit. That's almost Latina. Plus you got a fat ass. You got chubby in a cute way. Stand up again. I'll give you $100.

Pink: No. You need to relax. It's not 2015 no more, let me be a host. Be honest with me, Deli. How many lines of coke or how many Percs do you gotta pop just to get the confidence to step in front of a camera?

Deli: The kids is watching you need to stop. Look under the table right quick. Put your hand out.

Pink: Daaammmmmm. You gonna get me in trouble. That's why you be in Mexico. Let's not talk about this no more. Take some of this back. I'm not fucking you.

(Break)

Pink: Deli you got that tough stud nigga persona outside, but what’s your real body count, and how many of those people did you have to block the next morning because you got too attached?

Deli: Really only one girl. This girl named Crayola from... somewhere. I think she from 40 Crip. I could be wrong though. She had me catching feelings. Pulled the fuck outta me. When I see her I run. I avoid Black girls. Real shit. But she made me forgot. She look lightskinnit one day wit these shorts on. I wonder what she doing? I hope she don't hear this interview. Don't post that part.

Pink: Nah, when was the last time you actually cried in front of somebody? Was it over a heartbreak, or was it because you ran out of your favorite substance?

Deli: I cried when I saw King Von Documentary. Speaking of King Von (RIP). His mom is fine. Really. I ain't know his mom was that fine. Everybody that watching this interview needs to Google her. That's really his mom. She is beyond fine. That can't be his mom.

Pink: I heard rumors about what really went down at that Harlem after party last month. Are you gonna tell me the truth about whose bed you woke up in, or do I gotta call your ex to get the real story?

Deli: What ex? Ice Spice was there. DJ Zedd's party. You gotta understand how we act at DJ Zedd parties. Everybody be fucking. Don't single me out.

Pink: I know DJ Zedd. That explains everything. Next question. How’s your relationship with your baby mama right now? Does she even know you out here moving like a menace?

Deli: Who Maritza? I'm still thinking about Crayola now. Don't post what I said about her because she don't know how I feel. Post her name as Starleesha or something. I really am in love with her. Why is you asking touchy TF questions when you know I'm high. I'm supposed to be clean. I want some pussy. You really not doing porn no more? Don't post Crayola name Pinky. Imma be mad because I usta talk to her friend.

Pink: OMG. Deli you know God damn well I'm a post it, I'm going to post everything even you begging me not to post it. I'm the one with the fat ass I'll make the rules. Let's talk about your vices. When you’re alone in your room at 3 AM and the Henny bottle is empty, what are you actually stressing about?

Deli: I'm still thinking about Pussy Pink. This is why I don't fuck with y'all. Now I'm thinking about Henny. Do I look high? This is what Crayola looks like. (shows pinky the phone)

Pink: That's who you tripping over? She brown skinnit. Anyway. She not even cute. She look regular.

Deli: Yes she is cute. Bitch you not cute. Don't talk about her. Look at this picture. I'd get her face Tat if she asked. (scrolls through phone)

Pink: All the dates on them pictures say 2021 and shit. You don't pick bad bitches as partners. You look better than them. But we be feeling you. I don't like her for you. She can't handle you. You look good. Her name is cute though. Crayola, I like that. Call her. I don't see the problem. I'm Pinky. But anyway.

You like to act like nothing gets to you, but what’s the deepest insecurity you hide behind those oversized hoodies and dark shades?

Deli: Really? I be feeling bad about.... umm. Matter fact I don't feel bad about shit. I do whatever the fuck I want. Call her for me.

Pink: Fuck no. Anyways. Who was the last person that truly broke your heart, and what did you do to numb the pain the very next night?

Deli: This mixed bitch in Far Rock named Amy. Made me take the fucking train then bus all the way too there from The Bronx and when I got there she was on her Period and wasn't lying cause I looked. So we started bickering and she got mad and took her wig off and she had no edges. That broke my heart. No I ain't want no top. What type of boy do you think I am?

Pink: Boy you is dumb. (laughs) Let’s get explicit. What’s the wildest, most embarrassing sex you’ve ever agreed to just because you wanted to impress someone?

Deli: Umm. Girls think my mouth is they toy when they be together. My face is not a chair. I like giving top tho.

Pink: Do you actually enjoy the hookup life, or are you just terrified of letting someone close enough to see how fragile you really are?

Deli: I don't live a hookup life. I know all my bae's for my whole life. Even you. I been knew you. If we fuck it's not a hook up. U just acting dumb now. Look under the table.

Pink: What’s the most toxic thing you’ve ever done in a relationship just because you were bored or insecure?

Deli: Nothing. I'm perfect.

Pink: How many times have you woken up next to someone and couldn't even remember their name? Don't lie to me.

Deli: I don't sleep. We be doing it. The fuck? That be y'all.

Pink: What kind of drugs are you actually dependent on when the cameras go off? Let's drop the tough-guy act for a second.

Deli: Pussy. I do be doing it alot. I'm like you was. Put I always been drug free because kids be watching Pink.

Pink: If your phone history—texts, searches, and DMs—got leaked right this second, what’s the one thing that would ruin your whole career?

Deli: I don't have a career.

Pink: Have you ever faked it just to get someone out of your bed, or are you too proud to admit you weren't feeling it?

Deli: No.

Pink: What’s a secret fantasy you’ve never told a single soul because you’re scared people would look at your stud image differently?

Deli: Imma call Cardi B sister Hennessy and let her answer the rest of the questions because I'm running out of answers. I want to umm. I want to do it to Harley Quinn. I want to go with a clown. Or a Goth Mamí. With big titties. Like that girl on YouTube Queen Nephie. I like her. I'd go with her. Imma call her one day.

Pink: When you look in the mirror when you’re completely sober and alone, do you actually like who you’ve become?

Deli: Hennessy not answering. But Yes. I'm not done becoming. Hold on.

Pink: No. Who’s the one person from your past you still secretly stalk on burner accounts just to see if they moved on?

Deli: Nobody.

Pink: What’s the most illegal or reckless thing you’ve done under the influence that you've miraculously gotten away with?

Deli: Stealing Rentals for years. Bitch this my car. Fuck Avis. I paid for this. I'm high. This Denali mines.

Pink: Are you actually attracted to these women, or are you just playing a character because it sells records and fits the aesthetic?

Deli: Very much so. I think sexy woman are all for me.

Pink: What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleeping because you were entirely too high or too deep in your own head?

Deli: Like 2 weeks. I was high.

Pink: If someone stripped away your jewelry, your Henny, and your street rep right now, what would even be left of you?

Deli: Damn. My EBT card.

Pink: Last one, Deli: You gonna keep fronting for the radio, or are you brave enough to look me in the eye and tell me your realest secret right now?

Deli: I really feel some type of way you didn't plan on having sex with me. I like you.

Pink: Deli come here. (intimately kissing) You know I'm a shark. Let's let the fans decide.

(END)

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