Mardi Gras ​iann dior

[Intro]
(Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
(Census, what you cookin'?)

[Pre-Chorus]
I tell 'em pull up, all six of them
Out of town, foreign bitches, I want all of 'em
I want love, don't get enough of it
Don't get too close baby, I might break your heart a bit

[Chorus]
I been running, running, running up these hundreds
Stick to myself, I'd rather say nothing
I cannot lie, I'm feeling on you
You made the list of things that I'm wanting

[Post-Chorus]
We go store to store, hoppin' in and out of the bando
I've been on the low, I've been really riding low, low
I keep a hoodie on, Givenchy coat and it's not even cold
I really gotta go, she don't wanna see me go, go

[Verse]
So keep me up, I'm off that Adderall
She give mе up, she meet at the grove
Shе pull up on me when I hit it look like mardi gras
We made a movie at the crib, Tarantino
I heard they don't like me, yeah
There's a hundred in your face, face
I took all the baddest with me
And all they gon' do is play, play
Woke up in the hills, I woke up in LA
So every day I got no choice but Californiacate