Mardi Gras lyrics

[Verse 1]
n*ggas always talkin' nerd sh*t, it disgust me
Now you wanna beat the b*tch up 'cause she love me
I was in the coupe, dammit, Daniel, think my wrist broke
I just put the whole Antartica in a fishbowl
Big banc uchies on the dashboard, for real though
n*gga blink wrong he gon' have me up in kill mode
Why you paranoid? sh*t, I ain't got no bill, bro
I just put my threes of the gel in a sealed pint

[Chorus]
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelve n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, she's a party girl
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelvе n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, shе's a party girl

[Verse 2]
I just poured a four up in a twenty, I'm in Barney's world
n*gga mad at me 'cause I ain't wanna give him autographs
Argue with a b*tch? I just put 'em in a garbage bag
I'm in Neimen Marcus mud walkin' with a army bag
Drop it on the floor, what's that? It's a hundiddy
Who that, Drakeo? It's in a bag, don't come for me
I just flatlined your best friend, what you wanna do?
He's never comin' back and that's that, let's just call it truce
[Chorus]
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelve n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, she's a party girl
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelve n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, she's a party girl

[Verse 3]
This the type of sh*t that make his body rock
Hit him with the rapper, left a n*gga on potty watch
He gon' swear a n*gga knew karate, watch
Chop suey, n*gga, and it came with the Mardi Gras
Can you take me shoppin'? Yeah, probably not
I was on Rodeo, n*ggas starin', yeah, probably they opps
Hangin' out the window, bro, what kind of watch?
Bro, that would be tellin', if I told you I'd be kinda hot

[Chorus]
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelve n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, she's a party girl
Roll the curtains back in the coupe, it's the Mardi Gras
I just sh*t bagged twelve n*ggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist, sh*t, it's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all week, she's a party girl