Allow Lyrics - Nasty C

My standards are hella stone 

My safe is a treasure zone 

My wagon full of yellow Bones 

I'm about to go Hefner on em, 

If she take a shot we Gon miss em 

Hol'up 

Calling shots like I'm missing donor 

Snake niggas talk a lotta shxt, and I said I know when I hear a hissing cobra 

I know I don't wanna see a rat 

I go on em when I see the racks 

Pick up the commas like I can't read a cheque 

Send it home and tell em Christmas is back 

It's a new scene on the map 

Calling me out to me is a prank 

Calling me out to me is a trap 

Calling me out, imma call you back 

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Young nigga put in the grind 

I shine, I shine 

I take your girl from the crowd 

She down she down 

They tryna come to the house 

Allow Allow 

She take the D then she bounce 

She bounce she bounce x2 

Nasty_C: 

I was cooking up till dawn 

Now the diamonds dancing tryna charm me 

These bitches used to never want me 

Now they pop they ankles how they falling 

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French Montana: 

I was on the block till the morning 

Sipping that sprite till the morning 

I let that hop in the foreign 

Chain iced to the arm 

Talking John Wall 

Still run with a wa 

Talking Paul Walker 

Balling like Paul George 

Nasty_C: 

Talking George Foreman 

Yeah that's the grill talk 

The Jewellery add up to a mill talk 

Put it on and tell me how it feel talk 

Yeah Yeah 

Bitch I'm young and I'm wilding 

Yeah my plug is my partner 

He say where is we flying 

I said fvck it I haven't decided 

I get high and i hop in the drop 

French Montana: 

Dropping the top, getting the wop 

Said magic city said said getting the money 

Young nigga put in the grind 

I shine, I shine 

I take your girl from the crowd 

She down she down 

They tryna come to the house 

Allow Allow 

She take the D then she bounce 

She bounce she bounce x2 

I'm made the money, I made a difference 

I made em talk, I made em listen 

I made em wish and switch sides 

Made these motherfvckers hate the bands 

Made em call me lucky like I didn't force myself to stay up Workin 

Rappers smoking, drinking yeah