Lyrics Model Bitches - Reg Mason, Durag Reg, sam

Model Bitches

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
Bitch 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
BITCH SHUT THE FUCK UP
YOU ALL ON MY DICK BUT BEFORE YOU WAS STUCK UP
HOE I DONT LUCKED UP
AND I KNOW YOU ONLY WANT A CUT
Model bitch she jump on it
Model bitch yeah she naughty
Model bitches i dont want em, no
Model bitches dont want em, no
Hop out the whip yeah im off it
Hop out the whip exhausted
Model bitch she jump on it
Model bitch yeah she naughty
Model bitches dont want em
Model bitches 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
Fucked her good now she coughin
Her friends stay makin comments
My friends they fucked all them
Pass her back like a bonnet
Zoomin out like a commit
Silly bitches stop talking
Smart bitches hurt my wallet
I dont want em I DONT WANT EM
Hella hoes i just tossed em
My minds bouta vomit
FUCKED 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.
BITCH I STARTED, ALL YOU FUCKERS BOUGHT IT
IM A MODEL FOR THE COOLEST BITCH UP IN THE FUCKIN 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 FUCKING BLENDER
2014 FROM KARMALOOP TO FUCKING PLNDR
NIGGAS KNOW I BEEN THE REALEST FROM THE REALEST STATE
ALL THIS FUCK SHIT JUST ISNT IN MY REAL ESTATE
HOLLYWOOD, BOLLYWOOD, IM INTERNATIONAL
FUCK THALL E FOO LAME SHIT, THAT AINT THE
STATUS QUO
BITCH
IM IN YA MOTHERS WHOLE DOME LIKE A BUTTERED ROLL
BIFCH
IM SO COUNTRY WE DONT EVEN HAVE TO HAVE A PHONE BITCH
ALL YOU PHONY, ONE TRICK PONY, THAT SO PRACTICAL
BITCH
IM IN THE DEATH CAMP GOT THAT RED STAMP, SO IM SET TO GO