Allat

By Mark Lux

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[Intro: Mark Lux]

(DrUpNext)

(RonRon, do that shit)

Yeah, yeah


[Chorus: Mark Lux]

Bring the chili in the bread cause we need mo' stacks

Bring the hoes that really know to make that ass clap

Bring the niggas that be with it when some shit crack

I meant that, cause the on dead homies we need Allat (oh my god)

Bring the chili in the bread cause we need mo' stacks

Bring the hoes that really know to make that ass clap

Bring the niggas that be with it when some shit crack

I meant that, cause the on dead homies we need Allat


[Verse 1: Mark Lux]

For those who nеver knew me, this a propеr introduction

I go by Mr come from nothing turn it into something

You can catch me catching all the fades im never duckin

Or im sliding where you wasn’t and only juggin in the function

For the record, I could tell you all that we’ve been through

But i did you won’t admit if what that mean to you

I know a lotta sh*t that n*ggas never even knew

I almost lost my n*ggas when he cracked the ceiling caught a deuce

So when you see me celebrate a toast and live it up

She wanna dance all on my Johnson told her f*ck it up

She like to do all the moves she learned at the stripping clubs

She’s F*cking with the gang cause we do some things and we really us

So when it’s up just introduce me to some more bills

We need the M’s and proper funding for these fun thrills

But don’t give money to my n*gga who got no chill

He wanna Buy a chopper cause he finna do some more drills (oh my god)


[Chorus: Mark Lux]

Bring the chili in the bread cause we need mo' stacks

Bring the hoes that really know to make that ass clap

Bring the niggas that be with it when some shit crack

I meant that, cause the on dead homies we need Allat (oh my god)

Bring the chili in the bread cause we need mo' stacks

Bring the hoes that really know to make that ass clap

Bring the niggas that be with it when some shit crack

I meant that, cause the on dead homies we need Allat

We need Allat(nigga) We need Allat yeah

What


[Verse 2:]

Im the n*gga that be talking bout a lotta sh*t

If you pick up what I put down it’ll prolly make you rich

Reason is, if you listen like ones that never did

You won’t get repercussion for the nothing coming out your lips

The type of sh*t I hear y’all say is really “Yes and”

Y’all really think, never mind cause Y’all got no brain

Y’all like to post on Instagram sh*t that y’all don’t claim

The internet diluted your banging and Y’all got no shame

That’s why in certain situations it be just me

I tote some sh*t inside these jeans you prolly don’t see

Around some n*ggas that could throw B’s or throw C’s

That’s not me im different with these hands I just throw these