Super Model

Super model
Never worked a day in your life
Super model
But you been working the night

And you ain’t shit to me
Oh i like how that sits with me
Sometimes i don’t talk at all
Because i know you’re not listening

Super model
Thats all that you are
Super model
Still driving mom’s car

And you don’t fuck with anybody but you’re fucking everybody
Hanging out at hotel lobbies
Shit ain’t nothing but a bobbie
There’s no passion when you fuck
Putting money over love
He got that suit and tie, a foolish guy, bluest eyes, i know he’s not your type
So fuck him too
I know i know, i been on a roll
Smoking high grade like honor roll
Tight jeans because i feel like rock n roll
I’m high as shit and i think my papa know
I been getting home too late
Tripping over shoelace
Got a new girl, new face
And she remind me of your roommate