MODEL B****** lyrics

Juul in my lungs
Groovy the one
Ju is the one
I am the son
Of woman who skin been bathing in sun
I do it the best
I drip when i walk
A walking finesse
You dont want a problem
Them boysll come get you for half of a check
She gimme sex
Rub on my tummy im suckin her breast
Give it a rest
We already here you might be up next
Im sorry im boastful
But the money is common in duffels and boat loads
b*tch call me santa
Cause she know im that i got the ho ho hoes
WHO GONNA TEST ME
RIDE IN A TESLA SHE WAN MOLEST ME
GOONS I GOT PLENTY
I AINT GOTTA PAY EM JUST POOR UP THE HENNY
b*tch SHUT THE f*ck UP
YOU ALL ON MY di*k BUT BEFORE YOU WAS STUCK UP
HOE I DONT LUCKED UP
AND I KNOW YOU ONLY WANT A CUT
*hook*
Model b*tch she jump on it
Model b*tch yeah she naughty
Model b*tches i dont want em, no
Model b*tches dont want em, no


Hop out the whip yeah im off it
Hop out the whip exhausted
Model b*tch she jump on it
Model b*tch yeah she naughty
Model b*tches dont want em
Model b*tches dont want em
Out my face yeah im haulin
Chain hangin like im ballin
Yeah you know yeah she callin
Lean fallin in my closet
f*cked her good now she coughin
Her friends stay makin comments
My friends they f*cked all them
Pass her back like a bonnet
Zoomin out like a commit
Silly b*tches stop talking
Smart b*tches hurt my wallet
I dont want em I DONT WANT EM
Hella hoes i just tossed em
My minds bouta vomit
*hook*

f*ckED UP TEETH

TIGHT WIG AND A MINI SKIRT



IM BOUT TO TAKE YO CHICK, YO MOM, YO CRIB, PUT YO ASS IN A DITCH BUT FIRST



IM SO PROBLEMATIC. b*tch I STARTED, ALL YOU f*ckERS BOUGHT IT



IM A MODEL FOR THE COOLEST b*tch UP IN THE f*ckIN PLANET



CAUGHT THE BAG IN THE SUMMER

SPENT IT ALL BY THE WINTER

BOI I GOT THAT BODY BAG IN THE CALI TRIP, BY DECEMBER


Slower

AUTOMATIC CAUGHT IT TRAGIC, IN A f*ckING BLENDER



2014 FROM KARMALOOP TO f*ckING PLNDR



n*ggAS KNOW I BEEN THE REALEST FROM THE REALEST STATE

ALL THIS f*ck sh*t JUST ISNT IN MY REAL ESTATE



HOLLYWOOD, BOLLYWOOD, IM INTERNATIONAL

f*ck THALL E FOO LAME sh*t, THAT AINT THE

STATUS QUO



b*tch

IM IN YA MOTHERS WHOLE DOME LIKE A BUTTERED ROLL

BIFCH



IM SO COUNTRY WE DONT EVEN HAVE TO HAVE A PHONE b*tch



ALL YOU PHONY, ONE TRICK PONY, THAT SO PRACTICAL

b*tch



IM IN THE DEATH CAMP GOT THAT RED STAMP, SO IM SET TO GO