model btches/rachet btches - lite fortunato lyrics
[intro]
i got a model b*tch i got an actress b*tch
i got a model b*tch i got ratchet b*tches
[chorus]
i got a model b*tch i got a ratchet b*tch
when i’m in la i’m chilling with an actress b*tch
i’m way too geeked off the atlas b*tch
take turns on yo man had to pass the b*tch
been blessing these n*ggas on some pastor sh*t
he don’t really want smoke yeah some passive sh*t
that n*gga ain’t cali that’s blasphemous
for the gang i’ll die, man ill blast for this
b*tch talking too much, b*tch shut the f*ck up
i got highrise in my mothaf*ckin’ cup
glock on my d*ck that b*tch think it’s a cup
she said that boy trill and i don’t give a f*ck
she calling my phone and i’m on call of duty
playing playstation with the motherf*ckin’ guys
believing his cap, that boy a pathological liar you just believing his lies
[verse]
man f*ck them n*ggas them n*ggas not us
n*gga f*ck them n*ggas they ain’t come here with me
we will pull up and park it like aj and free
and i’m proud for my pennies like bb and cc
multiple cars i got alien whips
i got multiple hoes i got alien sh*ts
and ill pop out the dark with some alien sh*t
i’m from the place where you gotta take the ferry and sh*t
b*tch i’m milking the cow i got dairy from it
man they stealing my style that sh*t scary as sh*t
your b*tch in my tub man no harriet sh*t
man the racks coming in ima bury this sh*t
and the drugs coming in ima marry this sh*t
i can’t fumble the bag ima carry this sh*t
i could tell that boy p*ssy like perry and sh*t
and i hop out the coupé with a passion lil b*tch
[chorus]
i got a model b*tch i got a ratchet b*tch
when i’m in la i’m chilling with an actress b*tch
i’m way too geeked off the atlas b*tch
take turns on yo man had to pass the b*tch
been blessing these n*ggas on some pastor sh*t
he don’t really want smoke yeah some passive sh*t
that n*gga ain’t cali that’s blasphemous
for the gang i’ll die, man ill blast for this
b*tch talking too much, b*tch shut the f*ck up
i got highrise in my mothaf*ckin’ cup
glock on my d*ck that b*tch think it’s a cup
she said that boy trill and i don’t give a f*ck
she calling my phone and i’m on call of duty
playing playstation with the motherf*ckin’ guys
believing his cap, that boy a pathological liar you just believing his lies
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