Allure (feat. Future & Mike WiLL Made-It)

Yo hunt, pass me the Luar bag

We gotta make Nobu before 9:00

Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swipe the credit card, money on deck

Woke up in the Four Seasons, 30,000 ones in the Luar bag

Only thing you airing is a bnb, ****, you ain't built like that

Take the sewer gang on the ski trip so they don't drill like that

Mama keep calling, say I'm disrespectful how I treat a mill' like that

I'm like Jesus in the trenches, swear I feel like that

I feel like Noah with a yacht, a few of them birds in the back

Givenchy model giving me top, oh nah, we can't post that

Nah, we ain't postin' a lot of shit

We live real life, ****

All of my **** is clean, all of my bitches is mean

Gettin' it straight out the mud, investin' a mill' in the team

Diamonds that drip in the club, I came a long way from the building with feens

Psycho was hangin' with thugs and stashin' the snug in 515

Well, I got somethin' to tell you, Darold is livin' his dream

Pull up in a 'Gatti in front of the projects, I'm makin' a scene

Give all of my plaques to the hood 'cause it never meant nothin' to me

All of them trips out to Houston, I'm pickin' up pussy and lean

My daddy used to introduce me to killers that came out of Queens

Never meant to be a rapper, now I got a billion streams

Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swipe the credit card, money on deck

A hundred killers when I'm in the city like they want my head

I'm just a street ****, just rapping, my day ones went fed

You took a plead on my slime, won't be surprised if you ended up dead (Slap)

I been going brazy in the trap, I need to take my meds (Let's go)

I keep body snatchers, kidnappers with me, that's a finnact (Let's go)

I put real trappers and real scammers on the mizzap

Say I'm the reason your lil' brother pop the Percs and sip that

Gotta use a glove and mask to cook the fetni whip like that

5,000 shots at my show, they ain't built like that

Done took a plea out on ya co-do, get killed like that (Why?)

You claim you slimin' **** out, you ain't built like that (You ain't built like that)

Signing a statement you ain't my twin, why you cap like that? (Why you back?)

I'm in the club, I got two Glocks while I'm strapped like that (Two Glocks)

I'm in the beam, I feel like 'Pac, gotta watch my back (Tupac)

You one of mines, you know you signed a Death Row contract

A hundred bloods, we mobbin' out, you think Suge Knight back

Freebandz

Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swipe the credit card, money on deck

Woke up in the Four Seasons, 30,000 ones in the Luar bag

Only thing you airing is a bnb, ****, you ain't built like that

Take the sewer gang on the ski trip so they don't drill like that

Mama keep calling, say I'm disrespectful how I treat a mill' like that

I'm like Jesus in the trenches, swear I feel like that

I feel like Noah with a yacht, a few of them birds in the back

Givenchy model giving me top, oh nah, we can't post that

Nah, we ain't postin' a lot of shit

We live real life, ****