This is a song about "Model t ford"

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

'cause i'm the only role model, for a person like me.

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

//btw there are barely any pauses in this rap so it will be a bitch to record!

I don't blame her though...now i see her smiling everytime she sees me in my ford/