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AURA

Album: AURA Durasi: 2:22

So much aura on me right now, I'm like the oracle

Like, this wave is just historical, you feel me?

Hahahaha

We exuberant, you lugubrious

It's a wonderful summer in the south right now

Skin glowin', gold showin', goals growin', you feel me?

Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'ma run it up

Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'ma run it up

Baby, I got aura, catch me out in Florida

Swingin’ wit' the breeze, shawty, somethin' I need more of

I got all the keys, shawty, you could call me Sora

Gold all on the teeth, mami, litty like menorah

Baby, go and step, step, step, walk wit' an aura

Baby, go and step, step, step, walk wit' an aura

Hold up, walk, hold up, walk, hold up wit' an aura

Got an air about you, shawty like you stylish and you foreign, baby

Make li'l baby shake it when I talk, I feel like Waka Flocka

And li'l shawty think I'm papi, she like, "Ara ara"

I ain't text her in a minute, I forgot about her

If you want it, I'ma get it, girl, it's not a problem

Stand down wit' handouts, I am not a product of

B-O-S-S, this is not a moniker

It's a status, and I flash it 'cause I really got it up

They be hatin' on our rappin' 'cause they really doubted us

Don't be tryna floss like you got sauce like we got sauce, bro

You expired Ragu, I'm Jamaican jerk gravy, dawg

You may have watched redpilled rizz videos

Don't compare yourself to no boss

Baby, I got aura, catch me out in Florida

Swingin’ wit' the breeze, shawty, somethin' I need more of

I got all the keys, shawty, you could call me Sora

Gold all on the teeth, mami, litty like menorah

Baby, go and step, step, step, walk wit' an aura

Baby, go and step, step, step, walk wit' an aura

Hold up, walk, hold up, walk, hold up wit' an aura

Got an air about you, shawty like you stylish and you foreign, baby

9-5-4, that be my main line

You should hit it, blow me kisses on the FaceTime

Baby, I don't drop no misses, and I ain't lyin'

Slick so you could be my Mrs. at the same time

Beat it up, let me beat it up to the bassline

Beat it up, let me beat it up to the bassline

You might be the wifey type I'd really like to make mine

Come through to the crib and I'ma show you why my name 9

I was bumpin' classic Mari Cavi the other day

Gucci baby bottles, you can ask me where I stay

I was rockin' hand-me-downs, and now I'm rockin' BAPE

Everybody got a body, but li'l shawty got a frame

I know you a busybody, call me when you on the way

Know you only finna ride me till you gotta catch a plane

Like you got the kid swervin', I be in yo’ lane

You can get a reckless ticket how you drivin' me insane, baby

Talk

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop

Okay, okay, okay, wop, wop, wop, wop

Okay, okay, okay