lite fortunato – model btches/rachet btches 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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