Luyện nghe bài hát Models & Bottles

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
just wanna 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, and bottles

It's a bitches
Throw 'em up if you a
Put your in the air
Wave 'em like you just don't
You went rags to riches and I get it 'cause you on
like you ain't never had nothin'
Middle fingers in the sky for the
You never really been up on my level so don't try to holla
When you see me ridin' out in Vegas,
'Cause I be poppin' the bottles because I'll be
Just look at my
There's but models and nothin' but dollars
Look at lil
She holla, she wanna follow, she wanna swallow, whew
the fefe
I got insta plans, she see me
I gain insta when I be me
I'm on in a GT
That's right
I'mma fuck her for the night
I don't give a fuck you like
I'm up in the club but I'm
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 Xanny and she got the

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 in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, they
just wanna turn up
Know all them bad bitches, 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

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

we go, hoes follow
I be with killers and
.40, filled up them
We gon' clap like
On, been on, can't 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 tellin' what we gon' get on
up in the air
For the realest nigga and that's in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, they
They wanna turn up
Know all them bad bitches, 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