[Intro: The Brothers of Soul]
All my life I been lovin' you
All my life I been lovin' you
But I've had no regrets

[Chorus: Kanye West]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
Hashtag "Bitch"

[Verse 1: CyHi]
Yeah, huh, but back in the day, you was the closest thing
Should've proposed the ring
Followed you round' the roller rink
My Young Josephine
[?] who was the local queen
Always on the scene
Till she seen, it was just smoke and screens
So it seems, they left you with broken dreams
She came at me from a cute angle
I think it was 4:15
Like "How have you been?"
"You got kids?" and "how's your friend?"
The one you fucked-up [?] within
You was going to [?]
We was like an hour in, she asked me if I was in
A relationship she heard, of jumpin' in and out of Benz
Okay she's seen me out again like "Here's my number, dial it in"
So that you can do me foul again, then cross me like a violin
Pretty as the centerfold of the Cosmopolitan
Of the dreams that men have sold her
She could probably buy the twins
But she want this young n***a
Dripped in all his Ralph Lauren
But we can never be together
She say, "Why?"
I said, "Bitch"
[Chorus: Kanye West]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
Hashtag "Bitch"

[Verse 2: CyHi]
You ain't no model
Thirsty ass bitch this ain't your bottle
She said, "Book me", I said "Bitch, you ain't no novel"
Plus everybody know you lyin' in your lil' bio
Bitch won't go put yo' hand on the bible
Can't hear what you saying over this Gelato
This the Plain Jain, mane this ain't no bravado
Charlamagne might do anything to go viral
I don't pay for pussy trick this ain't no brothel
My little side ho, she got the blunt with the tip of nail
Pull out her phone take a flick of her cell
Different location or different hotel?
All it's gon' take is a trip to Chanel
She want the back with the "V" and the "L"
She wanna live up the street from the 12
Feel like I can tell you that you can see it is hell
Little bit of [?], mixed with ginger ale
Couple of hookahs and weed in the air
Now she on her back with her feet in the air
Video chat, she fixing her hair
Talking all slick, she feelin' herself
With her two friends
One of them fat, one of them skinny
[?]
Now you stressed out, you look 40
Damn girl, you only 27
And them hoes you with was ugly too
You was in the club with twenty 7s
I seen 'em outside, like, they was posed up for the Vogue or sum
Like I'm gonna come over or sum
I pulled off on that bitch like—
[Chorus: Kanye West]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
Hashtag "Bitch"

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I can't feel nothin'
Is there anyone there?
Is this really love? Really
Cause I can't see it, I can't hear it
Do you really love me?
I've been waitin'
Waitin' on this moment my whole life
I've been waitin' on this moment my whole life
Waitin' on this moment, yeah
Waitin', yeah

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Broke chain, money turned to change, uh
[?] [Harmonizing]
Na Na Na Na Na Na
It's that Na Na Na Na Na Na
Ahh, ahh
Yeah
Na Na-na-na-na-na-na
Nooo
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
[Chorus: Kanye West]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
Hashtag "Bitch"