"Mardi Gras" lyrics

(It's a Wayne beat)
(Pablo, you so raw)
Yeah
If you know like I know (You know like I know)
Yeah, ah, mm
If you know like I know
(Helluva beat, baby)

Yeah, whoa
'Bout to get you some money, so you can save it up (Know like I know, know like I know)
Yeah, better livin', I just gotta live it up (Know like I know)
Yeah, when they callin', you know I gotta pick it up
Mm, my cousin's called me, they know where they can get it from, yeah
Mama, she a G, they ask me where I get it from (Get it from, whoa)
Yeah, I turn into Frankie for them Benjamins (Whoa)
Mm, yeah, yeah
I turn into Frankie like I'm [?]
Yeah, I feel like DJ Khaled, nigga, we the best, yeah (Let's go)

Inhale the smoke, then it hits your chest, yeah
I'm ridin' with you, right or wrong, yeah (Right or wrong)
It's a party, diamonds dancing like Mardi Gras
Bitch, look at my cars to clothes
No time 'cause my watch is froze (Is froze)
I'm ridin' with you right or wrong
They know that we Army strong, yeah (They know that we Army strong)

Like the Mardi Gras (Just like the Mardi Gras)
Like the Mardi Gras, yeah (Just like the Mardi Gras)
Like the Mardi Gras, yeah (Just like the Mardi Gras)
We gon' party on, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
At the Mardi Gras, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just like the Mardi Gras (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just like the Mardi Gras
We gon' party on

Bitch, I'm a G, so, you know you cannot play with me
Fuckin' with this freak nigga, fuck him, then he lay with me (Haha)
I got status, can't be fuckin' with no poor boy
You know I like my bread long like a Po' Boy
I'm from New Orleans where them bitches get litty
Get full of them Hand Grenades and go to showin' all they titties (Uh-huh)
But, I ain't lyin', I got all these niggas deaf to me
He wanna lick it, slurp me up like a daiquiri
And tell my ex-niggas, "Fuck 'em"
Rest in piss to all them niggas, I done put 'em in a coffin
Bring your friends, tell your friends we support it
We can do whatever, baby, just make sure you don't record me (No way)
G6, Molly water, party just gettin' started
Everytime I'm steppin' out I keep some pretty bitches on me
Tell your nigga this ain't that, I'm only fuckin' if I wanna
And if I take your nigga from you, then, that nigga, he a goner

At the Mardi Gras (Just like the Mardi Gras)
Like the Mardi Gras (Just like the Mardi Gras)
Just like the Mardi Gras (Just like the Mardi Gras)

Yeah, whoa
'Bout to get you some money, so you can save it up (Know like I know, know like I know)
Yeah, better livin', I just gotta live it up (Know like I know)
Yeah, when they callin', you know I gotta pick it up
Mm, my cousin's called me, they know where they can get it from, yeah
Mama, she a G, they ask me where I get it from (Get it from, whoa)
Yeah, I turn into Frankie for them Benjamins (Whoa)
Mm, yeah, yeah
I turn into Frankie like I'm [?]
Yeah, I feel like DJ Khaled, nigga, we the best, yeah (Let's go)

And I'm gettin' pissed off because DeJ Loaf was way before her time
This style been her shit
If she don't get in the motherfuckin' studio and show these bitches how it's done