Aura*

Intro

(Skrrt)

(Skrrt, woah)

Yeah yeah yeah

(On God)

Chorus

Bust down AP on my wrist, I'm drippin' water

Bentley truck, I'm ridin' through the slaughter

Countin' racks like digits on a counter

Fuck that lil' ho, she ain't got the aura

Bust down AP on my wrist, I'm drippin' water

Ridin' through the city, bankroll gettin' taller

Twizzy in this bitch, they can't even holler

Fuck that lil' ho, she ain't got the aura

Verse

I just popped a perc, now I'm floatin' through the cosmos

Six figures in the vault, lil' bitch, that's not a lot though

Balenciaga god, I'm steppin' on these moths though

Got the Glock with the beam, make 'em dance like tango

I been geeked up off the lean, now my vision turnin' mango

Fuckin' on your main bitch, she call me her lil' mango

YSL on my frame, I ain't speakin' Spanish though

Kickin' doors, movin' weight, this is not a gag though

Louis belt, Dior shades, I'm the plug now

Hundred bands in the duffel, lil', sit down

Bentley Mulsanne, I'm too clean, ain't no hiccup

Shorty suckin' on the wood like a lollipop, she with it

I'm in Tokyo with the tote, got the racks up

Blinkin' ice like a strobe, got the pack stuffed

She gon' do whatever I say when she back up

Twizzy rich, countin' digits, that's a fact, yuh

Bridge

(On God, on God)

Twizzy with the Tonka, yeah

(I'm him, I'm him)

Racks on racks, they in the trunk, yeah

(She wicked)

Money comin' in like a flood, yeah

(Twizzy, twizzy)

I'm too high,

I can't feel my blood

Chorus

Bust down AP on my wrist, I'm drippin' water

Bentley truck, I'm ridin' through the slaughter

Countin' racks like digits on a counter

Fuck that lil' ho, she ain't got the aura

Bust down AP on my wrist, I'm drippin' water

Ridin' through the city, bankroll gettin' taller

Twizzy in this bitch, they can't even holler

Fuck that lil' ho, she ain't got