CARDi Lyrics

Pina Colada up in my Wawa cup, yessuh

That's that CARDi, that's that CARDi bitch

That's that CARDi, that's that CARDi bitch

That's that CARDi, that's that CARDi bitch

That's that CARDi, that's that CARDi bitch

I put the roof down on it, so I can catch a breeze

I'm always thinking of something that'll help set me free

But I'mma keep it a hundred, there's always somewhere else I'd rather be

I always see this shit coming these problems never seem to let me be

Tell me how the fuck we got to here from where we started

I don't feel the love so do not blame me for departing

I don't feel no trust or anything to anybody, told yaaa

Don't be offended if I end up saying sorry

But nah that's bullshit, them people full of it they never let me breathe

They try to pull the victim card when you're the one who got deceived

Shout goes out to pop and all the family who be loving me

Life can get pretty craZ I also keep my buds with me

Yeah you live and you learn, and you learn to let go

I stay ten toes, I'm not tryna be the person they know

'Cause bitch I really be hoping that the shit that we dreaming

Turns to reality, it's mad B3 can make it look easy

Bitch it's good intentions, bad decisions, that's what it consists of

Never showing weakness, leave them speechless like they bankrupt

These people showing fake love and they blowing smoke like hookah

I just live for paystubs, toking rollies when I put the

I put the roof down on it, so I can catch a breeze

I'm always thinking of something that'll help set me free

But I'mma keep it a hundred, there's always somewhere else I'd rather be

I always see this shit coming these problems never seem to let me be

Fuck

Fuck

We gon' get it cracking girl, what a night, what a night, what a night

Aye Von, von

Huh

Opps are lookin' act crip

Fuck you talkin' bout bitch ass

Stop playing with me on fo'nem grave

They acting gangsta, stop playin' we ain't playin'

We ain't playin'

We ain't playin'

We living to the fullest, ah

Imma sip this liquor like it's tea, that shit hit like Mikey T

I don't text stupid bitches, stupid bitches text me

Got an ounce, purple tree, we roll it and set free

I don't talk about the drama, the drama's about me

Sip this liquor like it's tea, that shit hit like Mikey T

I don't text stupid bitches, stupid bitches text me

Got an ounce, purple tree, we roll it and set free

Controlling all our emotions, ain't hoping they get to me

All the skin come out for the summer

You be walking on the boards me and shorty go under

I got that .40 in the cupboard 'case you thought you were tougher

I'm going crazy in the bars I'm gon' end up in cuffers

I got to working and I learned I started making some progress

It's really all about your family and maintaining the process

So keep it cordial, shorty gorgeous tryna reach in my pockets

But I ain't stupid you won't use me for my dick or my wallet, I'm sorry

Everybody selfish, I don't like no strangers

I'm rolling loud, no fucking crowd, no fucking stages

Got way more secrets than family dinner tables

I got a couple sons but I'm yet to own a cradle

And all my lyrics always fatal, when I talk they start to listen

Let me give you some advice, keep your distance from these women

They gon' take your time away from music Aidan, get to pimpin'

I can't believe I'm falling for these bitches, man I'm tripping

Tripping for the wrong reasons

I put that show on with my dogs, that's open season

Just a couple legends in the making, social suicide, fuck our dreams

I don't want to dream to die, I plan on ripping through the seams

Ian, if he got beef with you, got beef with me

I fuck 'em up, we hit the Volvo and leave the scene

'Cause it's important to me, I put my life on the beat

I'm tryna take over the world and have my kids owning streets

Bitch Billy Boy been on the beat, gotta let me in on the deets

If I die right now, just release my music and I'll live on in peace

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Fuck