Drakeo The Ruler - Mardi Gras

Niggas always talkin' nerd shit it disgust me
Now you wanna beat the bitch
Up cause she love me i was in the coupe
Dammit damn think my wrist broke
I just put a whole Antartic in a fishbowl
Big banc uchies on the
Dashboard for real though
Nigga blink wrong he gon’ have
Me up in kill mode
Why you paranoid? Shit I ain’t
Got no bill bro
I just put my 3’s of the gel in a sealed pint

Roll the curtains back in the
Coupe it’s the Mardi Gras
I just shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
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 shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
It's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all
Week she’s a party girl

I just poured a 4 up in
A 20 I’m in Barnеy’s world
Nigga mad at me cause I
Ain’t wanna give him autographs
Arguе with a bitch 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 hunditty
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

Roll the curtains back in the
Coupe it’s the Mardi Gras
I just shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
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 shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
It's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all
Week she’s a party girl

This the type of shit that make his body rock
Hit him with the rapper left
A nigga on potty watch
He gon’ swear a nigga knew karate watch
Chop suey nigga and it came
With the Mardi Gras
Can you take me shopping? yeah prolly not
I was on Rodeo niggas stare
Yeah prolly they ops
Hanging out the window bro what kind of watch
Bro that would be tellin’ if I
Told you I’d be kinda hot

Roll the curtains back in the
Coupe it’s the Mardi Gras
I just shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
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 shit bagged 12 niggas and a body guard
Watches on my wrist shit
It's cold as Antarctica
She been tryna blow me all
Week she’s a party girl

Written by:
Alec Tolkin, Darrell Caldwell, Josh Goldenberg, Terrence Hackett

Publisher:
Lyrics © AL B SMOOV PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave, BILL MODE RICO

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