Models

Yeah
I mean, it-it's not many more ways that I can - that i can say it, like
I'm just too nice
I don't know how many more times I gotta hop on something
How many more ways I gotta put it before y'all start to like
Before it starts to click, you know what I'm saying
It's like

Anytime I'm in this bitch, it's up, you could check my vertical
If you see me with her out in public, that's a personal
I ain't givin' daps since the pandemic, nothing personal
Way I'm cuttin' through these streets, I grew up round its surgical
Bitches watching everything that he do (Hedo) like I'm Türkoğlu
She gon fuck me and the chick that came with her, she versatile
Tell your man you just here for the night, then I'm returning you
When they need that shit that make them feel it, who they turnin' to?
I don't need a woman in my life, I need a money counter
Oh, she think she cute or sumn'
I'ma fuck the funny out of her
Oh, she think she me or sumn'
Told me that she reppin' Saturn
Stayed a couple days with shorty, I still don't know nothing about her
Shorty want a Birkin, but her pussy givin' Michael Kors
Took her out, she said, "I never seen a place this nice before"
Took her to the crib, then did some damage to her spinal cord
She my once a year, I see her every March like Final Four

Hero told me get em, so I got em
Shout out to my niggas who made it up from the bottom
Now we smoking zaza, now we poppin' bottles
Used to fuck with hoodrats, now we cuffing models
Hero told me get him, so I got him
Shout out my niggas who made it up from the bottom
Now we smoking zaza, now we poppin' bottles
Used to fuck with hoodrats, now we cuffing models

I can't tell the time, but mine is definitely here
It's Lenny Saturn breaking patterns, that boy definitely weird
If any nigga got a problem, he should step to me here
But today ain't the day I'm dying, boy, that's just to be clear
I never really wanted anything more than this money
Maybe a couple kids and a supermodel honey
A couple of fly whips where I leave the engine running
While I walk in the bank, cracking up like this shit is funny
I rented out a Bentley and swung this shit out to Jefferson
Scooped my nigga Hero and gifted my boy a Jettison
He twisting the woody up, licking it like it's medicine
We hitting the club tonight, Boogie said he could get us in
Everything I ever did was for my homies' benefits
I wanna get rich and see everybody getting rich
If I'm in first class, then I want all my niggas in this shit
If she finna let us, I'll let everybody hit the - nah
Let me stop, cause I was about to get ugly
But this shout-out to Laady J, because I'm back on my bully
I got the bomber over the hoodie, hood over the skully
I got the plug to front me work, because I'm good for the money
And I get labeled as a player, cause I'm good with the honeys
I got this watch on for no reason, it look good on me, dummy
Great sweats on, she said that I look good when I'm bummy
And she addicted, she said it feel like a brick in her tummy

Hero told me get em, so I got em
Shout out to my niggas who made it up from the bottom
Now we smoking Zaza, now we poppin' bottles
Used to fuck with hoodrats, now we cuffing models
Hero told me get em, so I got em
Shout out to my niggas who made it up from the bottom
Now we smoking Zaza, now we poppin' bottles
Used to fuck with hoodrats, now we cuffing models

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