[Verse 1]
Yeah she said she gonna roll with some models
Yeah she one of them, pretty vacant friends
All that they do for her
Is fake shit come true for her
They’re heading to the hills for preachers in Jordans
Talking vanity, they don’t even see
How it’s ironic
As they sit there sardonically
Swinging by, something nice
Little hit, bigger eyes
Getting close, god i tried
[Chorus]
I’m done talking ‘bout
Models x4
[Verse 2]
So we take ride in daddy’s range rover
Many cars involved, she don’t care at all
Never gets panicked
On addy and xanax
And I don’t really give a fuck
About the mess and missing love
Undone bed made of linen art
Undone sheets really got her far
But i’ll never make a fuss
When it’s just the two of us
[Chorus]
I’m done talking ‘bout
Models x4
[Verse 3]
Last night my mama had a heart attack
I missed the call
Don’t know what I was doing
Too drunk to recall
Oh I must be out of my mind
Spending my time chasing girls that will never be mine
[Chorus]
I’m done talking ‘bout
Models x4