"I ain't nothin like these hoes, don't compare me to no one" "money green like a ceelo, ya my pockets so swollen" Calvin took a breath, proceeding to walk down the street like a straight up bhad bich."Look these hoes be lackin see me in the back, they talk all this shit but don't say it in person won't catch me off guard on no boulevard" "Foreign my car and my driver my guard" He paused, shooting a genuine smirk to the cameraman. "Water water drippin come take a peak, you in a trailer hoe bitch you can't compete"
A/N: HAHAHHAHAHAHAA I'm probably deleting this and rewriting it later
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Basic Bitch
FanfictionSo Calvin's into shit like pumpkin spice lattes, owning the latest fashion, making that bank, oh and also being referred to as bhad bhabie.
