Mardi Gras

I pop out with woe ones, not a bodyguard
The FN a chopstick, fuck a bodyguard
I'm getting bands for my cuz bitch it's YordyWorld
The bling dancing in the club like a party girl
Bitches 'round me showing titties like it's Mardi Gras

Pink fifties in my bag like a barbie girl
Gold slugs in my mouth bitch these gold grills
Been through everything, I lost a lot, now I'm a cold kid

Grew up working in the field, bitch I'm handmade
All these fucking bands made a migo happy, stamped face
If he fake recognize it then he staying fake
Green House, Staying in that grass then he staying snake
When I'm banging on my chest I'm wearing Bathing Ape
Trapping with a monkey on my back, I'm wearing Bathing Ape
Every time I come in to the Trap you know they give me grapes
Dap up my cuddi 'fore we dip I tell em "Stay Insane"

Yeah, Aye
Green on me, Cee Lo
Tell me what you fiend for
The cannon what you fiend for, you fiend hoe
Play around and catch a beam hoe
Eyes closed on the play, MJ free throw

Every time I get a package I get pumped up
Everybody with me be illegal like they nunchucks
I was raised around a lot of shit that gave me tough love
Talking to the bank that's my bitch we gon' up some

Im on some other shit, fly motherfucker shit
Ride about this money shit, die about my mother shit
Ain't on no sucker shit, You be on that sucker shit
Hating on me, you don't got no motion you could a suck a dick

Aye, and I don't want Yal 'round me ima stiff arm
Walkin' 'round with these blue hunnids make me crip walk
Getting to this paper, ain't no statement I ain't tryna talk
Brodie trippin' he just sipped tris tryna mix the wok

I pop out with woe ones, not a bodyguard
The FN a chopstick, fuck a bodyguard
I'm getting bands for my cuz bitch it's YordyWorld
The bling dancing in the club like a party girl
Bitches 'round me showing titties like it's Mardi Gras



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Writer(s): Aaron Barajasbuso
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