Cajun (feat. Gidi)
You think you know who i am like the stars that reflect off
My aura don't flow with the glam
Paper meditation i manifested the green bury me with that shit in my hand
Moonlight season embedded on fingers no flick ups i'm high if i'm ever on cam
Word to my number one fling on baby and my niggas i hope that u hoes understand
All my bitches say that i got it
They gon keep the peace when i die
Send static for me with closed eyelids
Black out in the heat of my time
On your head heavy they'll zip it giuseppe don't ask for no link ups i'm already blown
As far as we know on jhene aiko no beef and you'll probably see when i'm gone
That's my Mardi Gras Shawdy
My Cajun lil baby
And my bad lil mama
Yeah she curls to the shabba
Mole like Amy
She dancing for her dollas
I told her shake it
She foaming all at the mouth
She wanna taste it
Stripping on a Sunday to fight her demons
On the pole, lil shawdy found Jesus
(Shake it for me my girl)
Team on my hands got the gleam from the thumb to my index to middle
And my pinky ring
After what happened to me if you sat in my seat you'd be dead in a span of a week
Fooly look average to me it would tap if i needed a matter to stay where i be
It's only madness attached to my actions if i die a savage i still wouldn't bleed
Niggas didn't know find out
I look like a ghost right now
Tall as my ego beseech with you people at best if you've seen me around
Under your roots on 300 degress
Fiend from ink in my skin to the bling
Reach lisa leslie could move off the strength
I put that on the dudes that i'd do if i leave
My aura don't flow with the glam
Paper meditation i manifested the green bury me with that shit in my hand
Moonlight season embedded on fingers no flick ups i'm high if i'm ever on cam
Word to my number one fling on baby and my niggas i hope that u hoes understand
All my bitches say that i got it
They gon keep the peace when i die
Send static for me with closed eyelids
Black out in the heat of my time
On your head heavy they'll zip it giuseppe don't ask for no link ups i'm already blown
As far as we know on jhene aiko no beef and you'll probably see when i'm gone
That's my Mardi Gras Shawdy
My Cajun lil baby
And my bad lil mama
Yeah she curls to the shabba
Mole like Amy
She dancing for her dollas
I told her shake it
She foaming all at the mouth
She wanna taste it
Stripping on a Sunday to fight her demons
On the pole, lil shawdy found Jesus
(Shake it for me my girl)
Team on my hands got the gleam from the thumb to my index to middle
And my pinky ring
After what happened to me if you sat in my seat you'd be dead in a span of a week
Fooly look average to me it would tap if i needed a matter to stay where i be
It's only madness attached to my actions if i die a savage i still wouldn't bleed
Niggas didn't know find out
I look like a ghost right now
Tall as my ego beseech with you people at best if you've seen me around
Under your roots on 300 degress
Fiend from ink in my skin to the bling
Reach lisa leslie could move off the strength
I put that on the dudes that i'd do if i leave
Credits
Writer(s): Baby Bari
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