Bad & Boujee

Bad & Boujee || One

"My bitch is bad and boujee cooking up dope with a uzi." My bestfriend, Armani sang along.

"Bitch turn that annoying ass shit off." I yelled cutting the radio down. I hate hearing that over played ass song. The only damn song the radio know.

"Damn girl. You ain't gotta be so mean." She cut the radio back on, but Rake It Up by Yo Gotti and Queen Nick came on.

"I tell all my hoes, rake it up, break it down, bag it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up, rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up." I danced around in my underwear and t-shirt with my bestfriend.

"Okay girl put on some damn clothes so we can go. The uber on the way." Armani said.

Taking off my shirt, I slid a gray, spaghetti strapped bodysuit over my PINK cheeksters and bra. Then I put on my ripped shorts. Completing my look with some big hoe hoops and my necklace with my name, I added my black fur slides. Issa instagram baddie.

"Pass me my MCM purse." Armani passed me my clutch and I believe I'm ready to go. I brushed my 22 inch peruvian straight brundles as I walked down the steps of my townhouse.

"Ma." I walked in the living room with Armani. "We finna go to the mall."

"Okay, speak to Tyler. I know you see him."

"Hey." Me and Mani said at the same time. I rolled my eyes. I hate that nigga, he do my momma so wrong and she can do so much better.

"Bye ma."

"Bye Kari and Mani."

We sat on the steps of the townhouse until the uber pulled up. The mall was supposed to be jumping today on a Thursday, these kids made it a move before school start Monday. It ain't even like them hoes gone see each other. The mall big as a bitch. Looking at all the nice shit we passed, I really wanna move out the hood.

"You got money?" I asked Armani.

"My momma gave me a c-note earlier this week."

I pulled out two hundreds from my $500 dollars so we could be even. I want my bestfriend to be able to get the shit she want. If I'm eating best believe Armani Nicole eating too.

"Thanks for the ride." We got out the car and walked in. We took the elevator straight to the fifth floor. Forever 21 is our store even though sometimes they be putting weird ass quotes on cute ass shirts. We shopped around a bit, taking pictures with people and by ourself. Then we got hungry. You know if you shop to long ya stomach gone get mad.

"Girl my feet hurt and my stomach growling."

"You wanna go to MBurger?"

"Yeah."

We walked to the damn restaurant and boy my feet started killing me too. We had to wait for a minute to get seated though. Following the waitress to the back, two boys came in behind us. They looked a little bit older, somewhere between 17 and 20.

"I'm Alyssa your waiter. Can I start by getting you both something to drink?"

"Water."

"Sprite."

"Bitch you always getting water." Mani said to me.

"Cause Mani I want clear skin hoe."

"Hoe ya skin clear as the water you drink."

"But bitch I'm trynna glowww." I replied and we laughed. Looking up it was the two boys standing by our table.

"Y'all mind if we sit here with y'all?"