954mari - AURA

〈intro〉
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

〈verse 1〉
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

〈interlude〉
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
〈pre-chorus〉
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

〈chorus〉
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

〈verse 2〉
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
〈outro〉
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