Allow (feat. French Montana)

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
My standards are hella stone
My safe is a treasure trove
My wagon full of yellow bones
I'mma 'bout to go Hefner on' em
If she take the shot and we go missing on her
Call the shots like I miss 'em don't I?
Snake niggas talking a lotta shit
And I say I know when I hear a hissing cobra
I know I don't wanna see the racks
I go on' em when I see the racks
Pick up the coma like I can't read for jack
Send it home and tell 'em Christmas is back
It's a scene on the map
Calling me out to me is a prank
Calling me out to me is a trap
Calling me… right i'mma call you back
[Chorus : Nasty C]
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow
[Verse 2]
{Nasty}
I was cooking up till dawn
Now the diamond dancing tryna charm me
These bitches use to never want me
Now they pop their ankles how they falling
{French Montana}
Montana
I was on the block in the morning
Sipping the Ciroc till the morning
My nigga hop in the forn
Chain icing the arm
I'm talkin' John Wall
Still ridin' with a warrant
Talking Paul Wall
Balling like Paul (?)
{Nasty}
Talking George Foreman
Yeah that's the grill talk
The jewelery add up to a mil talk
Put it on and tell me how it feel talk
Bitch I'm young and I'm wildling
My plug are pub salute
She said where is we flying
I said fuck it I haven't decided
I get high and I
{French}
I hop in the top
Drop to the top
Getting the wap
Sin city, magic city
City getting the money
[Chorus]
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow
[Verse 3: Nasty]
I made the money
I made a difference
I made 'em talk
I made' em listen
I made 'em wish and switch sides
Made these motherfuckers hate the bands
Made' em call me lucky like I didn't force myself to stay up working
Rappers smoking drinking yeah
I made the money
I made a difference
I made 'em talk
I made' em listen
I made 'em wish and switch sides
Made these motherfuckers hate the bands
Made' em call me lucky like I didn't force myself to stay up working
Rappers smoking drinking yeah
[Chorus]
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow
Young nigga put in the grind
I shine, I shine
I take your girl out the crowd
She down, she down
They tryna come to the house
Allow, Allow
She take the D and she bow
She bow, she bow