letra de model btches/rachet btches - lite fortunato
[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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