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 tonight
Damn, hoes, they goin'
just wanna turn up
Know all bad bitches, they love me
Well, then is on us
And on, been on, can't it
Models, and bottles
all chillin' with my niggas
Models, and bottles

a celebration bitches
Throw 'em up if you a
Put hands in the air
Wave 'em you just don't care
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 ain't never really up on my level so don't try to holla
When you see me out in Vegas, whew
'Cause I be poppin' the bottles because be able
look at my table
There's nothin' but and nothin' but dollars
at lil momma
She wanna holla, she wanna follow, she swallow, whew
the fefe
I got insta plans, she see me
I gain insta fans I be me
I'm on in a GT
What? right
I'mma fuck with her for the
I don't give a what you like
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
Like I be at the Grammys, the 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' what we gon' get on
up in the air
For the nigga and bitches that's in here tonight
Damn, hoes, they goin'
They just turn up
Know all them bad bitches, they me
Well, drinks is on us
And on, on, can't 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, dressed to
out my hip, baby that's the steel
Niggas snitches so I keep concealed
And .45 got a lotta kickback
it go click-clack
Make a nigga get
Shawty in the red dress, make her shit
Take her to the 'cause I'm tryna hit that
Lil wanna be a model, ay
Took her to the back, her swallow
And I just bought 20
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 jeans, Bibby can't dress like that

Wherever we go, follow
I be with killers and
.40, filled up hollows
We gon' clap Apollo
On, been on, help it
All of bitches, I share 'em
All of my is thugs
And they gon' do just what I 'em

up in the air
To the sky, no tellin' what we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and bitches in here tonight
Damn, hoes, they goin'
They just turn up
all them bad bitches, they love me
Well, then is on us
And on, been on, can't it
Models, actresses and
Were all chillin' with my
Models, and bottles