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

作曲：Darold Brown,Jean Marcel Day,Michael L. Williams II,Nayvadius Wilburn

作词：Darold Brown,Jean Marcel Day,Michael L. Williams II,Nayvadius Wilburn

Ear Drummers

That money go for miles

Yo

Pass me the bag

True that you make noise man

We gotta make double before 9 o'clock

Mike WiLL Made-It

Yeah

Live from Atlanta hit Allure swiped the credit card money on deck

Woke up in the Four Seasons thirty thousand ones in a bag

Only thing you hearin' is a B&B ** ain't built like that

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

Mama keep callin' say it disrespectful how I treat a mill' like that

I'm like Jesus in the trenches way I feel like that

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

Givenchy model givin' me top oh naw we can't post that

And we ain't postin' a lot of ****

We live real life **

Yee all of my **s is clean all of my ******* is mean

Yee gettin' it straight out the mud investin' a mill' in a team

Diamonds I drip in the club I came a long way from the buildin' with fiends

Psychos was hangin' with thugs stashin' the at 5-15

Well I got somethin' to tell ya Darrel

was livin' his dream

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

Woo

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

Yeah all of them trips out to Houston I'm pickin' up p***y 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 swiped the credit card money all day

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

Pluto

I'm just a street ** just rappin' my day ones when fed

Pluto

You took a pill in my slammer don't be surprised you ended up dead

Slatt

I been goin' brazy in the trap I need to take my meds

Let's go

I keep body snatchers keep nappers with me that's a

Let's go

I put real trappers and real scammers on the miz-app

True

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

Woo

Gotta use a glove to mash this cook the drip like that

Five thousand shots at my show they ain't built like that

Ah

Done took a plea out on your cody

Why

You claim you slimin' **s out like that you ain't built like that

You ain't built like that

Signin' the statement you ain't my twin why you cap like that

Why you bet

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

2Pac

You want a match you know you signed the pro contract

Yeah

A hundred Bloods we mobbin' out you think Suge Knight back

Freebandz

Live from Atlanta hit Allure swiped the credit card money on deck

Woke up in the Four Seasons thirty thousand ones in a bag

Only thing you hearin' is a B&B ** ain't built like that

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

Mama keep callin' say it disrespectful how I treat a mill' like that

I'm like Jesus in the trenches way I feel like that

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

Givenchy model givin' me top oh naw we can't post that

And we ain't postin' a lot of ****

We live real life **