416 hier bin ich mit jedem connect
Spring auf den Beat und bin dann wieder weg
Du hörst mein Song und du merkst du bist whack
Ex will mich wieder ich will sie nicht back
Nicht zu vergleichen mit den anderen Kek’s
Viel zu viel Guap, oh, viel zu viel Swag
Schau mich an Shawty bin viel zu Perfekt
Mein Outfit Designer die Schuhe geleckt
Zu viele Freunde sie gönn’ kein Cash
Was du da rauchst ist kein Gas ist gеstreckt
Ich will Balenci die b#tch nеben mir
Sieht jetzt aus wie ‘n Model
Jage die Scheine bin geeked
Trotzdem hol ich noch ‘ne Bottle
Ich lauf jetzt rum in High Fashion sh#t
Du läufst hier rum wie ‘n Trottel
Du hast kein Geld und ich check es nicht
Deine Ho will das ich komme
I got 10 in the bag imma packed man
Eating that p#ss# like Pac-Man
Ride in that tonka that van
Lil’ b#tch imma stick to the plan
I’m like Ken, yeah, Run + Ran
Got a b#tch and she know she a ten
Imma be smoking the runts not the pen
Okay ich rauche das Gas und bin geeked
Verschwende mein Geld für die Evisu Jeans
Sie will mich treffen ich lass sie auf Read
Sie weiß ich lüg sie weiß ich cheat
All’ meine Opps hören jetzt mein Lied
07352 is the hood
Pineapple Fanta mix that with the mud
She want a Birkin that b#tch is a sl#t
Pop me a perc, yeah, I feel like a slug
She wanna geek take her to the sun
Running on beats, yeah, just for for fun
Got on my cleats, yeah, Saint Laurent
My life like a cheat but it just begun
Ich will Balenci die b#tch neben mir
Sieht jetzt aus wie ‘n Model
Jage die Scheine bin geeked
Trotzdem hol ich noch ‘ne Bottle
Ich lauf jetzt rum in High Fashion sh#t
Du läufst hier rum wie ‘n Trottel
Du hast kein Geld und ich check es nicht
Deine Ho will das ich komme
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Model Lyrics English
416 Here I’m with every Connect
Jump on the beat and then I’m gone again
You hear my song and you notice you are whack
Ex wants me again I don’t want her back
Not to be compared with the other KEK’s
Far too much guap, oh, far too much swag
Look at Shawty I’m too perfect
My outfit designer licked the shoes
Too many friends you treat no cash
What you smoke there is no gas stretched out
I want Balenci the b#tch nеben me
Now looks like a model
Hunting the notes bin
Still I get a bottle
I’m running around in high fashion sh#t
You run around here like a fool
You have no money and I don’t check it
Your HO wants that I come
I got 10 in the Bag Imma Packed Man
Eating that p#ss# like pac-man
Ride in that Tonka That van
Lil ‘b#tch Imma Stick to the Plan
I’m like Ken, Yeah, Run + Ran
Got a b#tch and she know
Imma Be Smoking the Runts Not the Pen
Okay I smoke the gas and am geeked
Waste my money for the Evisu jeans
She wants to meet me I let her on read
You know I LÜG I know cheat
All ‘my opps now listen to my song
07352 is the hood
Pineapple Fanta Mix that with the Mud
She Want a Birkin That b#tch is a sl#t
Pop me a perc, yeah, i feel like a slug
She Wanna Geek Take Her to the Sun
Running on Beats, Yeah, just for FUN
Got on my cleats, yeah, saint laurent
My Life Like a cheat but it just Begun
I want Balenci the b#tch next to me
Now looks like a model
Hunting the notes bin
Still I get a bottle
I’m running around in high fashion sh#t
You run around here like a fool
You have no money and I don’t check it
Your HO wants that I come
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