[Intro]
All my life
I been lovin' you
All my life
I been lovin' you
But I've had no regrets

[Chorus: Kanye West & CyHi]
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model
You ain't no model (Yeah)
Hashtag "Bitch" (Huh?)

[Verse 1: CyHi]
But back in the day you was the closest thing
Should've proposed the ring
Followed you around the roller rink
My young Josephine
Baker who was the local queen
Always on the scene ‘till she seen
It was just smoke and screens, huh
So it seems they left me with broken dreams
She came at me from a cute angle
I think it was 4:15
Like "How you been?"
"You got kids?" and "how's your friend?"
The one you fucked at the Howard Inn?
You was going to Howard then
We was like an hour in, she asked me if I was in
A relationship, she heard
I'm jumpin' in and out of Benz
Okay, she seen me out again
Like here's my number, dial it in
So you could do me foul again then cross me like a violin
Pretty as the centerfold out the cosmopolitan
Off the dreams that men have sold her, she could probably buy the twins
Now she wants 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
Bet you won't go put your hand on the Bible
Can't hear what you sayin', hoe, this gelato
This the plain jane main, this ain’t no Bravado
Shawty might do anything to go viral
My lil side hoe
She cut the blunt with the tip of her nail
Pull out her phone, take a flick of herself
Different location, a different hotel (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All its gon’ take is a trip to Chanel
She want the bag with the V and the L
She want a live up the street from the twelve (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl I could tell, you could see that this hell
Little bit of Remy 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 fixin’ her hair
Talking all slick, she feelin' herself
With her two friends, one of them fat
One of them skinny, Keenan and Kel
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 them outside like
They was posing for the Vogue or sumn
Like I'm gonna come over or sumn
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"

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
I can't feel nothin'
Is there anyone there?
Is this really love? Really
So I can't see it, I can't hear you
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
*Mumble*
Money turn to change
Ah-ah, yeah
*Mumble*

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