Luyện nghe bài hát Models & Bottles

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no tellin' what we gon' get on
up in the air
For the realest and bitches that's in here tonight
Damn, hoes, they goin'
They just wanna up
Know all bad bitches, they love me
Well, drinks is on us
And on, been on, can't it
Models, actresses and
Were all chillin' my niggas
Models, and bottles

a celebration bitches
Throw 'em up if you a
Put hands in the air
Wave 'em like you don't care
You went from rags to and I get it 'cause you on
Partyin' like you ain't never had
fingers in the sky for the haters
You ain't never really been up on my level so try to holla
When you see me out in Vegas, whew
I be poppin' the bottles because I'll be able
Just at my table
There's but models and nothin' but dollars
Look at lil
She wanna holla, she wanna follow, she wanna swallow,
the fefe
I got insta plans, she see me
I gain fans when I be me
I'm on in a GT
What? right
I'mma with her for the night
I don't give a fuck what you
I'm up in the but I'm right
Let her know we are the family
We on the pedigree, we are
And you know I'm weed and I'm ready
I be at the Grammys, the party is heavy
And I got the
And I'm off a and she got the panties

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no tellin' we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and bitches that's in tonight
Damn, these hoes, goin'
They just wanna up
all them bad bitches, they love me
Well, then is on us
And on, been on, help it
Models, and bottles
all chillin' with my niggas
Models, and bottles

I walk up in the club, I be fresh to death
All black, to kill
out my hip, baby that's the steel
Niggas snitches so I keep that
And that .45 got a kickback
it go click-clack
Make a get back
Shawty in the red dress, her shit clap
her to the back 'cause I'm tryna hit that
Lil wanna be a model, ay
her to the back, made her swallow
And I just 20 bottles
The Rosé got me goin' full
She know a young nigga got a check, check,
Condos sittin' on my neck, neck,
25 sittin' in my right pocket
Some tight jeans, can't dress like that

Wherever we go, hoes
I be with killers and
.40, up them hollows
We gon' clap Apollo
On, on, can't help it
All of these bitches, I 'em
All of my niggas is
And gon' do just what I tell 'em

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no what we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and bitches that's in here
Damn, these hoes, they
They just turn up
Know all bad bitches, they love me
Well, then is on us
And on, on, can't help it
Models, and bottles
Were all chillin' my niggas
Models, actresses and