Make And Model lyrics

by

Destroy Lonely


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Every make and model (Yeah), I f*ck every type of model
I count every kinda dollar, pour that drop straight in that bottle
Kick that ho straight out, told that b*tch, "I might see you tomorrow"
Yeah, I know I'm lyin', yeah I'm leavin' here early tomorrow (I lied)
b*tch, I know I'm fly, you ain't even gotta say it, check me out
Man I know she thot, walked into my room, open her mouth
b*tch, I might just be the Devil, gang in here, f*ck up yo house
b*tch, I know you not that clever, you couldn't even point me out

[Verse 1]
b*tch, my shooter not too level-headed, he keep hundred rounds
Yeah, my gang they always ready, hold sh*t down when I'm not 'round
I throw that sh*t up like confetti, all this money fallin' down
My b*tch ass is stupid round, man, I love when she around

[Chorus]
Every make and model (Yeah), I f*ck every type of model
I count every kinda dollar, pour that drop straight in that bottle
Kick that ho straight out, told that b*tch, "I might see you tomorrow"
Yeah, I know I'm lyin', yeah I'm leavin' here early tomorrow (Tomorrow)
b*tch, I know I'm fly, you ain't even gotta say it, check me out
Man I know she thot, walked into my room, open her mouth
b*tch, I might just be the Devil, gang in here, f*ck up yo house
b*tch, I know you not that clever, you couldn't even point me out
[Verse 2]
The Top Floor Boss come through do the most
Roll up a fat blunt, let that b*tch roast
b*tch, I keep getting rich, ain't no time for a toast
This the underworld party, lil' b*tch I'm the host
My boy keep that fye on his hip in his holster
Quick draw gang, they gon' come through and toast you
Every thing boar, b*tch it's not kosher
I shoot straight to the top, lil' b*tch I thought I told you

[Chorus]
Every make and model (Yeah), I f*ck every type of model
I count every kinda dollar, pour that drop straight in that bottle
Kick that ho straight out, told that b*tch, "I might see you tomorrow"
Yeah, I know I'm lyin', yeah I'm leavin' here early tomorrow
b*tch, I know I'm fly, you ain't even gotta say it, check me out
Man I know she thot, walked into my room, open her mouth
b*tch, I might just be the Devil, gang in here, f*ck up yo house
b*tch, I know you not that clever, you couldn't even point me out
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