, we gon' leave 'em where it happened; a group of teenagers revolved around a kidnapping community in the depths of Detroit.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬.

" I gave my bitch my heart... welcome to deathrow" ...

January 𝟐𝟎𝟐2. " 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞"

"They droppin' salt like, 'she a ho,' so, she my ho. If I violate first, no doubt, she gon' violate worse."

"Clubhouse with the bad lil' bitty bitches, they don't see me but know that I'm kickin it."

"And what's yo name mean face?" I hear a voice say from across the room meanwhile i'm all into my phone not even worried about what's going on around me. It got quiet so I looked up and everyone was looking between me and this boy. He was a tall, tatted, brownskinned boy with a black varsity jacket and a white tee, some black jeans, with some Dior sneakers. He looked mad familiar but I couldn't match the face to any specific name. He had a mean ass mug with this deep look in his dark brown eyes. I noticed hella fat ass chains on his neck, the biggest ones having the Jordan symbol with NBA in the middle. I was too busy checking out his outfit that I forgot to answer his question, so I replied back simply "I'm BluuBands, you?" He had this look on his face as if he couldn't believe I didn't know who he was. I don't care how much money he has or who he connected to, all you niggas regular as hell to me. He took a couple of steps towards me and extended his hand with a smirk on his face. "I'm Kentrell." - Young on the rise Influencer 'BluuBands' goes to a video shoot as a favor for her friend, not knowing it would be for one of the biggest rappers in world. For some odd reason he takes a special liking towards her and they go from meeting one time to being with each other everyday. Join Bluu on her journey with Mr. 38Baby himself 💚.

꧁𝒂 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑮𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏꧂