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somerandomassmf - ig models كلمات أغنية

[intro: future]
yeah
f_ckin’ on a ig model, when i get through, i’m kickin’ her out, she dead
she dead now, sh_t over (atl jacob, atl jacob)
oh, yeah, yeah
yeah

[chorus: future]
f_ckin’ on a ig model, when i get through, i’m kickin’ her out, she dead (dead, dead, dead, dead)
none of my opps ain’t poppin’ outside ’cause if they do, they dead (dead, dead, dead, dead)
young n_gga iced out in a new drop_top, lookin’ like i’m ridin’ in a bobsled (dead, dead, dead, dead)
i can’t be playin’ with these diamonds (dead, dead)
i can’t be playin’ with this money, no way (dead, dead)

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign]
smoke on the opps now we ashes
turn in this [?]
watching your bae and the best they need assets
f_cking with ye now they call me a fascist (huh)
go against me the bros crashing out
i got more cash and clout
pulling her hair and her lashes out
walk out the bank and i laugh out loud
all these bads think it’s halftime
money counter centre like a flatline
keep my bougie b_tch up in the first class
practice in the back drinking patrime
rollin’ my seed cuz i’m hands on
whatever i’m singing i stand on
i can make a star out a random
i’m pulling strings like a tampon
it’s gon’ be a bl__dy mess
residency out in vegas
fontainebleau just love your woman wet
and we making money b_tch
from the stage back to the jet
safe to say the money stretched
dolla $ign international
dear presidents, i’m cashing out
[verse 2: lil durk & future]
brodie od’d off the xan, i hope my b_tch understand
i put the switch on a ten
this ain’t no regular mclaren, freddy
b_tch, get your feet out the bed
i’m off these drugs, i don’t mean what i’m sayin’
i know a k!ller who forcin’ my hand
big ass veneers you paid them in cash
six carat earrings, won’t hear what you sayin’
fly to saint barts, put your feet in the sand
why you run off and i gave you a ten?
gave her a lamb’, might bury a benz
b_tch, i’m a dog, i’ll marry ya friend
baccarat aura, i’m rubbin’ it in
b_tch, you look poor, you don’t got a man
f_ck while she sore, she pee in the bed
her faja be liftin’, i f_ck her again
went on my live and i upped a mill’
heard you be lyin’, did you f_ck her for real?
b_tterfly nervous, put her on chanel
hold up the line ’cause she posed to amiri
she want two_hundred, i gave her a nickel
i took a pic with a switch in the mirror
f_ckin’ on a ig model, when i get through, i’m kickin’ her out, she dead

[verse 3: ty dolla $ign & lil durk]
ooh, yeah
my new b_tch a whole mood, yeah
the top floor nice, i’ma move here
f_cked all her friends, she got two left
ayy, in my robe, i’m the new hef’
i’m a dog, i dm my ex
she rockin’ clothes from five days ago
it’s gettin’ cold, you need a different coat (brr)
[verse 4: lil baby]
swerve, i come through and pipe up your b_tch (skrr)
i don’t even like this b_tch (hold up, hold up)
i’m risking my life for this sh_t
i’m willing to die for this sh_t
i’m cooking, i’m cooking
i’m psycho and maybe i’m not
got her [?] in a pot
going numbers you ain’t even seen yet
watching the mall [?] clean back
watch a hoe [?] seen that
bank account m&m, i ain’t marshall
way too many they calling them marshalls
i be running this sh_t [?]
i’m the motherf_cking greatest of course you call (call)
you’ve been playing yourself of course you lost (lost)
you can come at me with a porsche car
cause all the sh_t i’ve been seeing, sh_t, of course i’m [?]
saw my name on the sheet of course i’m the boss
they gon’ team up and get you they forcing the laws
i’m a n_gga who made of course i’ma floss

- somerandomassmf

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