Mardi Gras Lyrics

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