Allure lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
(Ear Drummers)
(That money go for Myles)
Yo, Hunt, pass me the Luar bag
(True, damn, you makin' noise, boy)
We gotta make Nobu before 9 o'clock
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Yeah

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swiped the credit card, money on deck
Woke up in the Four Seasons, thirty thousand ones in a Luar bag
Only thing you airin' is a BnB, n*gga, ain't built like that
Take the sewer gang on a ski trip, so they don't drill like that
Mama keep callin', say I'm disrespectful how I treat a mill' like that
I'm like Jesus in the trenches, swear I feel likе that
I feel like Noah with a yacht, a few of them birds in thе back
Givenchy model givin' me top, oh nah, we can't post that
And we ain't postin' a lot of sh*t
We live real life, n*gga

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Yee, all of my n*ggas is clean, all of my b*tches is mean
Yee, gettin' it straight out the mud, investin' a mill' in the team
Diamonds that drip in the club, I came a long way from the buildin' with fiends
Psycho was hangin' with thugs and stashin' the snub in 515
Well, I got somethin' to tell ya, Darold is livin' his dream
Pull up in a 'Gatti in front of the projects, I'm makin' a scene (Woo)
Give all of my plaques to the hood 'cause it never meant nothin' to me
Yeah, all of them trips out to Houston, I'm pickin' up pus*y and lean
My daddy used to introduce me to killers that came out of Queens
Never meant to be a rapper, now I got a billion streams
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swiped the credit card, money on deck

[Verse 2: Future]
A hundred killers when I'm in the city like they want my head (Pluto)
I'm just a street n*gga, just rappin', my day ones went fed (Pluto)
You took a plea on my slime, won'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, kidnappers with me, that's a finnnact (Let's go)
I put real trappers and real scammers on the mizzap (True)
Say I'm the reason your lil' brother poppin' Percs and sip that (Woo)
Gotta use a glove and mask to cook the fifth, you ain't built like that (Drip)
Five thousand shots at my show, they ain't built like that (Ah)
Done took a plea out on ya co-de', get killed like that (Wow)
You claim you slimin' n*ggas out like that, you ain't built like that (You ain't built like that)
Signin' a statement, you ain't my twin, why you cap like that? (Why you bappin'?)
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 (Chop that)
A hundred Bloods, we mobbin' out, you think Suge Knight back (Freebandz)

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Live from Atlanta, hit Allure, swiped the credit card, money on deck
Woke up in the Four Seasons, thirty thousand ones in a Luar bag
Only thing you airin' is a BnB, n*gga, ain't built like that
Take the sewer gang on a ski trip, so they don't drill like that
Mama keep callin', 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 the birds in the back
Givenchy model givin' me top, oh nah, we can't post that
And we ain't postin' a lot of sh*t
We live real life, n*gga