Lavish by Allah Lyrics
(Intro: Allah)
Oh!
Lavish!
Lavish, Lavish
Andale, andale
Andale, andale
Andale
Andale, andale, Oh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Verse 1: Allah)
Niggas strappin with the automatic
Automatic if you problematic
Gettin to the money automatic
Gotta thank god that i have it
I be whipping like its reggano
First i fuck her then i play the hoe
Niggas whipping out the bando
They just doing what they can do
Blvck sheep gang squad going up you should know the name bitch
Money this bitches that dope dealers you know its the same shit
I use to fuck a bad bitch
I use to fuck a bad bitch
Then i got another one
Now she just a mad bitch
Niggas living lavish
Tell me what is better than
Bitches prolly wetter than
All the water in pacific
Lemme be really specific
Use to drive a honda civic
Now I’m whipping in a lincoln
Tell me what you fucking thinking
Aww stop (wooh!)
Look at the watch (Wooh!)
Boy thats a whole lotta bands
Niggas be sayin they real but they lie and they snitch on they mans
I’m into fuckin wit bitches who sayin they aint got no plans
I take the haters and stunt on them bitches and turn em to fans aww
(Hook: Allah)
When i hop out the whip
All my niggas shining
Niggas big timing
It was perfect timing
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane Aww
(Verse 2: Allah)
Take a look inside the panorama
Street nigga see it in my grammar
Street nigga got it from my grandma
This is feeling like the new atlanta
I’m the prophet of the profit
Lotta bitches and they not shit
I know you know i been straight flexin
Synopsis
I fucking got this
You couldn’t stop this
You not this
You niggas not this
Have you forgot this
I gotta get up on the wealthy shit
I need to fuck with a healthy bitch
Strap looking like a selfie stick
If you wanna take a selfie bitch
On the low with merlot
Its a party with bacardi
Hennesey make enemies
I aint doin frenemies
Boy you aint no friend of me
Pussy nigga knew this
Umma need a new wrist
Watch how i do this
God be blessing hustlers like hallelujah
First they love ya then they hate ya try to misconstrue ya
Lotta hunnids
Throw the ones
Keep the tens
On the low mane
Oh mane
Make amends ah
(Hook: Allah)
When i hop out the whip
All my niggas shining
Niggas big timing
It was perfect timing
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane Aww
(Verse 3: Allah)
Oh lord its lit den a bitch
My bitches thick den a bitch yeah i do it for momma i wanna get rich
Boy this not a discussion if my bitches russian and ride in a foreign
If my bitches foreign and your bitches boring along with the drinks that they pouring
Yeah its all about that money baby
Ever since i started getting money baby
Niggas actin fake as fuck and funny baby
Geno said for this the hood gone love me baby
They gone love me baby
I minored in whippin bricks i majored in sellin dope
Break it down and you gone need a telescope
Now you got a nigga sipping champaign
Had to sell the chain it gave me back pain
I just gotta know baby girl yeah is you forsure
Once i seen you kill it on the dance floor
I just gotta know baby girl can you do it more
Once i seen you kill it on the dance floor oh my god
(Outro: Allah)
Andele
Andele, Andele
Andele, Andele, Andele
Lavish
Lavish, Lavish, Lavish, Lavish
Oh!
Lavish!
Lavish, Lavish
Andale, andale
Andale, andale
Andale
Andale, andale, Oh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Verse 1: Allah)
Niggas strappin with the automatic
Automatic if you problematic
Gettin to the money automatic
Gotta thank god that i have it
I be whipping like its reggano
First i fuck her then i play the hoe
Niggas whipping out the bando
They just doing what they can do
Blvck sheep gang squad going up you should know the name bitch
Money this bitches that dope dealers you know its the same shit
I use to fuck a bad bitch
I use to fuck a bad bitch
Then i got another one
Now she just a mad bitch
Niggas living lavish
Tell me what is better than
Bitches prolly wetter than
All the water in pacific
Lemme be really specific
Use to drive a honda civic
Now I’m whipping in a lincoln
Tell me what you fucking thinking
Aww stop (wooh!)
Look at the watch (Wooh!)
Boy thats a whole lotta bands
Niggas be sayin they real but they lie and they snitch on they mans
I’m into fuckin wit bitches who sayin they aint got no plans
I take the haters and stunt on them bitches and turn em to fans aww
(Hook: Allah)
When i hop out the whip
All my niggas shining
Niggas big timing
It was perfect timing
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane Aww
(Verse 2: Allah)
Take a look inside the panorama
Street nigga see it in my grammar
Street nigga got it from my grandma
This is feeling like the new atlanta
I’m the prophet of the profit
Lotta bitches and they not shit
I know you know i been straight flexin
Synopsis
I fucking got this
You couldn’t stop this
You not this
You niggas not this
Have you forgot this
I gotta get up on the wealthy shit
I need to fuck with a healthy bitch
Strap looking like a selfie stick
If you wanna take a selfie bitch
On the low with merlot
Its a party with bacardi
Hennesey make enemies
I aint doin frenemies
Boy you aint no friend of me
Pussy nigga knew this
Umma need a new wrist
Watch how i do this
God be blessing hustlers like hallelujah
First they love ya then they hate ya try to misconstrue ya
Lotta hunnids
Throw the ones
Keep the tens
On the low mane
Oh mane
Make amends ah
(Hook: Allah)
When i hop out the whip
All my niggas shining
Niggas big timing
It was perfect timing
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane
Schemin on the low mane Aww
(Verse 3: Allah)
Oh lord its lit den a bitch
My bitches thick den a bitch yeah i do it for momma i wanna get rich
Boy this not a discussion if my bitches russian and ride in a foreign
If my bitches foreign and your bitches boring along with the drinks that they pouring
Yeah its all about that money baby
Ever since i started getting money baby
Niggas actin fake as fuck and funny baby
Geno said for this the hood gone love me baby
They gone love me baby
I minored in whippin bricks i majored in sellin dope
Break it down and you gone need a telescope
Now you got a nigga sipping champaign
Had to sell the chain it gave me back pain
I just gotta know baby girl yeah is you forsure
Once i seen you kill it on the dance floor
I just gotta know baby girl can you do it more
Once i seen you kill it on the dance floor oh my god
(Outro: Allah)
Andele
Andele, Andele
Andele, Andele, Andele
Lavish
Lavish, Lavish, Lavish, Lavish