Mont - Aura Freestyle

Negativity fucking my aura up
Cup after cup I be pouring up
Better use your legs
Before you turn into a sitting duck
Your bitch complain and moan to me
But never did I give fuck
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna what what... what

Same old dudes with the brain dead flows
With the same old tricks and the train wreck hoes
When the fame hit their brain
They be outta control
Wanna cop a collar all around their neck
But this time made of gold
Lately I been tryna get detached
Cuz everywhere I look all I see
Is just another mental trap
Now just tell me what the fuck is that
All this nicotine I'm fiending for
Im reaching for it
All the green that I can smoke
I need more, sweep the forrest
Every bar that come from me
Is just another way for me
To force all of my enemies
To stand up, run away from me
I let the bodies hit the floor
I drown in my pool
I better bring the chorus in before I start a war

Negativity fucking my aura up
Cup after cup I be pouring up
Better use your legs
Before you turn into a sitting duck
Your bitch complain and moan to me
But never did I give fuck
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna what what... what

Shorty acting out of pocket saying that she love me
Wanna kick it in the bubbles sippin on some bubbly
Show her what my life look like just so that she can fuck me
Now she wanna stick around all thru the night to cuddle me
She an addict to what the dick did
It's a habit just for her to miss it
It's a talent love to watch your hips shift
Gotta have it check the game and how I spit it
Squeaky clean bars like the one you go shop for
Who am I to be if I ain't in your fucking top four
See you got a sick ass ride but need to drop the top more
Tryna stitch my own design and wear it like I'm Tom Ford

Negativity fucking my aura up
Cup after cup I be pouring up
Better use your legs
Before you turn into a sitting duck
Your bitch complain and moan to me
But never did I give fuck
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
So I said what's up
Wanna get up in the cut
Smoking on my indica
Get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna go and get fucked up, Yuh
She just wanna what what... what

Written by:
Alex Montgomery

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