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model

How ya'll say it up north? No homo

I looked in the mirror this morning, bro

And I said I'm finna give this rapping shit up, bro

Bitch, I look too handsome to be rapping

Bitch, I'm a model

Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer

Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner

Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture

Jewelry cost me over one million dollars

Bitch, I'm a model, G Q starter

Everything I do watch these other niggas follow

Bitch, I'm a model, no nigga hotter

Later on tonight I'm fucking somebody's daughter

I look so good, good, good, good, good

And I am from the hood, hood, hood, hood, hood

These hoes pouring love, love, love, love, love

My gear is off the hook, hook, hook, hook, hook

I look like a model, 7 days a week

I am too clean, hell na, I can't speak

12 hundred on the jeans, 5 hundred on the feet

3 goon chains a hundred 40 thousand dollars each

400 20 thousand, I can show you the receipt

You can tell how I walk, I was made for T.V.

You can tell by the jewels, I am somebody

I am the sharpest nigga living, who the fuck you supposed to be

Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer

Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner

Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture

Jewelry cost me over one million dollars

Bitch, I'm a model, G Q starter

Everything I do watch these other niggas follow

Bitch, I'm a model, no nigga hotter

Later on tonight I'm fucking somebody's daughter

Look like I am on the run, run, run, run way

And I am the shit what else the fuck I'm posed to say

You can catch me in that Maserati later on today

With 200 thou worth of jewelry on, ok

And who is my designer? I don't really wanna say

And I only do 40 when I'm on the highway

So you can see that candy, candy, candy candy, spray

And I want you to see this handsome, handsome, handsome face

And I had hoes way before I was rich

But now that I got money I got millions I can pick

'Cause money make most of these broads fuck quick

And I am so fly I can't help it

Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer

Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner

Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture

Jewelry cost me over one million dollars

Bitch, I'm a model, G Q starter

Everything I do watch these other niggas follow

Bitch, I'm a model, no nigga hotter

Later on tonight I'm fucking somebody's daughter

I need to be on the cover of a fucking magazine

'Cause I am the handsomest nigga you fucking seen

I am so dope put me on the triple beam

Ammo on my waste I got them racks up in my jeans

Call me Mr. Lysol the boy is so clean

Catch me in the club you would think I'm on a bean

I am really loaded 60,000 in my jeans

And I feel safe, I got shooters on my team

Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer

Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner

Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture

Jewelry cost me over one million dollars

Bitch, I'm a model, G Q starter

Everything I do watch these other niggas follow

Bitch, I'm a model, no nigga hotter

Later on tonight I'm fucking somebody's daughter

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