Lite Fortunato - MODEL BTCHES/RACHET BTCHES lyrics
[Lite Fortunato - MODEL BTCHES/RACHET BTCHES lyrics]
I got a model bitch I got an actress bitch
I got a model bitch I got ratchet bitches
I got a model bitch I got a ratchet bitch
When I'm in LA i'm chilling
With an actress bitch
I'm way too geeked off the atlas bitch
Take turns on yo man had to pass the bitch
Been blessing these niggas on
Some pastor shit he don't really want smoke
Yeah some passive shit
That nigga ain't cali that's blasphemous
For the gang I'll die, man Ill blast for this
Bitch talking too much
Bitch shut the fuck up
I got highrise in my mothafuckin' cup
Glock on my dick that bitch think it's a cup
She said that boy trill and
I don't give a fuck
She calling my phone and i'm on Call of Duty
Playing Playstation with the
Motherfuckin' Guys believing his cap
That boy a pathological liar you
Just believing his lies
Man fuck them niggas them niggas not us
Nigga fuck them niggas 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 shit's
And ill pop out the dark with some alien shit
I'm from the place where you gotta
Take the ferry and shit
Bitch i'm milking the cow I got dairy from it
Man they stealing my style that
Shit scary as shit
Your bitch in my tub man no Harriet shit
Man the racks coming in ima bury this shit
And the drugs coming in ima marry this shit
I can't fumble the bag ima carry this shit
I could tell that boy pussy
Like Perry and shit and I hop out the coupé
With a passion lil bitch
I got a model bitch I got a ratchet bitch
When I'm in LA i'm chilling
With an actress bitch
I'm way too geeked off the atlas bitch
Take turns on yo man had to pass the bitch
Been blessing these niggas on
Some pastor shit he don't really want smoke
Yeah some passive shit
That nigga ain't cali that's blasphemous
For the gang I'll die, man Ill blast for this
Bitch talking too much
Bitch shut the fuck up
I got highrise in my mothafuckin' cup
Glock on my dick that bitch think it's a cup
She said that boy trill and
I don't give a fuck
She calling my phone and i'm on Call of Duty
Playing Playstation with the
Motherfuckin' Guys believing his cap
That boy a pathological liar you
Just believing his lies
I got a model bitch I got ratchet bitches
I got a model bitch I got a ratchet bitch
When I'm in LA i'm chilling
With an actress bitch
I'm way too geeked off the atlas bitch
Take turns on yo man had to pass the bitch
Been blessing these niggas on
Some pastor shit he don't really want smoke
Yeah some passive shit
That nigga ain't cali that's blasphemous
For the gang I'll die, man Ill blast for this
Bitch talking too much
Bitch shut the fuck up
I got highrise in my mothafuckin' cup
Glock on my dick that bitch think it's a cup
She said that boy trill and
I don't give a fuck
She calling my phone and i'm on Call of Duty
Playing Playstation with the
Motherfuckin' Guys believing his cap
That boy a pathological liar you
Just believing his lies
Man fuck them niggas them niggas not us
Nigga fuck them niggas 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 shit's
And ill pop out the dark with some alien shit
I'm from the place where you gotta
Take the ferry and shit
Bitch i'm milking the cow I got dairy from it
Man they stealing my style that
Shit scary as shit
Your bitch in my tub man no Harriet shit
Man the racks coming in ima bury this shit
And the drugs coming in ima marry this shit
I can't fumble the bag ima carry this shit
I could tell that boy pussy
Like Perry and shit and I hop out the coupé
With a passion lil bitch
I got a model bitch I got a ratchet bitch
When I'm in LA i'm chilling
With an actress bitch
I'm way too geeked off the atlas bitch
Take turns on yo man had to pass the bitch
Been blessing these niggas on
Some pastor shit he don't really want smoke
Yeah some passive shit
That nigga ain't cali that's blasphemous
For the gang I'll die, man Ill blast for this
Bitch talking too much
Bitch shut the fuck up
I got highrise in my mothafuckin' cup
Glock on my dick that bitch think it's a cup
She said that boy trill and
I don't give a fuck
She calling my phone and i'm on Call of Duty
Playing Playstation with the
Motherfuckin' Guys believing his cap
That boy a pathological liar you
Just believing his lies