lirik lagu supermodel – paris michael
[chorus]
flashing lights are hard to follow
narcissistic supermodel
hold your darlings, k!ll your idols
on and on, and on and on
high today and dead tomorrow
f*ck your feelings, supermodel
lost your mind and burn your dollars
on and on and on and on
[verse 1]
wanna talk about bands b*tch?
or the blood on my hands b*tch?
or the ice on my canvas?
the margiela they hand stitch?
b*tch i’m out of your bandwidth
call your girl and your man sis
finna get you a man sis!
the return of the alien
bout alive as a mannequin
f*ck a handle, b*tch i’m scandalous
smoking you n*ggas like cannabis
n*ggas still biting my m*n*script
like what?
n*ggas keep pressing they luck
b*tch i’m not giving no f*ck
saying whatever i want
so pour some more sh*t in my cup
b*tch i’m the only one making sh*t up
all of you n*ggas still riding some wave
all of your b*tches still kiss on my face
ate at the met with your b*tch on a date
paris not even rich yet
all pink nails like dipsеt
still talking bout my rick
b*tch f*ck a intro i’m back again
tell every labеl b*tch pack it in
get they coffee mugs, they pad and pen
and make my bank state stack again
y’all check blank but y’all mouth working
pillow talked while i was couch surfing
sign fluff sh*t i doubt working
i hope that motherf*cking clout merit
when this sh*t drop don’t speak, ask, inquire not sh*t about paris like
[chorus]
flashing lights are hard to follow
narcissistic supermodel
hold your darlings, k!ll your idols
on and on, and on and on
high today and dead tomorrow
f*ck your feelings, supermodel
lost your mind and burn your dollars
on and on and on and on
[verse 2]
(yeah)
made a whole career just to settle sh*t
every room that i’m in i’m the elephant
i don’t f*ck with y’all, b*tch i’m celibate
but i’ll hit your shorty for the h*ll of it
drinking holy water hit a n*gga liver
and my jesus piece filled with rabbit food til my crucifix is parting f*cking rivers
say you’re welcome for this i’m a f*cking giver
(uh)
f*ck you and f*ck gucci too
new fur b*tch i’m luci too
paris michael mr. lucy liu
f*ck your friends, f*ck your wives, f*ck your lives
f*ck your verse, f*ck your job
f*ck a feature, f*ck your pride
f*ck a suit, y’all couldn’t spot a fye
n*gga if i made me a new playlist that was made with 50 grammy nods
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