Letra de No Patients
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Featuring Black Cobain
Prod by Cheese
Prod by Cheese
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Fly young nigga, slick with the pimpin
I’m from ATL but I’m up in the district
Cobain got the hoes, say he got 8 of em
I love the strip club, let go the stadium
We in this bitch throwin ones up
Somebody better call Storm up and tell er this the warm up
We poppin bottles in this bitch, oh yea we spendin cash
Look at them niggas’ faces, they they getting mad
Now I’m on the sofa with my nigga Ross
What they mugging fo? What’s that all about?
Aye let me see the mic and I’mma call him out
These niggas’ pockets dry, that’s what you callin drought
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Here it is, a toast to all my real niggas
I don’t got no fake friends so I don’t be around bishops
Checkmate, me and her bout to make a sex tape
Get your specs out when I step in ‘cause all you niggas do is spectate
Cognac in my section, I do these stripes for my checks in
I don’t lift weights but I’m flexin
In my section, it’s all ground jumps
Shit kinda look like essence, told her to bring her best friend
She looked at me like you crazy, then I make her ask a pedestrian
Lord knows, Lord knows I got mass appeal
Lord knows I got young niggas
That get it in down my county ville
Lord knows how much tree I smoke
Lord knows they all need my flow
Black Boe Knows, come pound 40 hoes
Let’s get it yea
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Lord knows these niggas hatin, I’mma pray for em
All want a word of advice, I don’t know what to say to em
All my rap niggas, we be chart toppin
And doing shows overseas like a pop artist
Shit, I’m in the hood at yo bitch spot
Went around the corner, I’m with Moe, we at the kick spot
Uh, I buy it all ‘cause I ain’t have shit
I’m walkin out the spot with bout 10 pair of kicks
This for my niggas selling weed for them new Jordans
I just threw up on the beat, I got food poison
We eat Felipe’s 2 times a week
Nigga get yo money up and I ain’t tryna preach but
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Fly young nigga, slick with the pimpin
I’m from ATL but I’m up in the district
Cobain got the hoes, say he got 8 of em
I love the strip club, let go the stadium
We in this bitch throwin ones up
Somebody better call Storm up and tell er this the warm up
We poppin bottles in this bitch, oh yea we spendin cash
Look at them niggas’ faces, they they getting mad
Now I’m on the sofa with my nigga Ross
What they mugging fo? What’s that all about?
Aye let me see the mic and I’mma call him out
These niggas’ pockets dry, that’s what you callin drought
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Here it is, a toast to all my real niggas
I don’t got no fake friends so I don’t be around bishops
Checkmate, me and her bout to make a sex tape
Get your specs out when I step in ‘cause all you niggas do is spectate
Cognac in my section, I do these stripes for my checks in
I don’t lift weights but I’m flexin
In my section, it’s all ground jumps
Shit kinda look like essence, told her to bring her best friend
She looked at me like you crazy, then I make her ask a pedestrian
Lord knows, Lord knows I got mass appeal
Lord knows I got young niggas
That get it in down my county ville
Lord knows how much tree I smoke
Lord knows they all need my flow
Black Boe Knows, come pound 40 hoes
Let’s get it yea
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
(Verse)
Lord knows these niggas hatin, I’mma pray for em
All want a word of advice, I don’t know what to say to em
All my rap niggas, we be chart toppin
And doing shows overseas like a pop artist
Shit, I’m in the hood at yo bitch spot
Went around the corner, I’m with Moe, we at the kick spot
Uh, I buy it all ‘cause I ain’t have shit
I’m walkin out the spot with bout 10 pair of kicks
This for my niggas selling weed for them new Jordans
I just threw up on the beat, I got food poison
We eat Felipe’s 2 times a week
Nigga get yo money up and I ain’t tryna preach but
(Bridge)
Lord knows I’m really getting that paper
Lord knows I really got no patients
Lord knows I’m chasin out that cheese
And I gotta get it by any means
(Hook)
We hit the club, we whilin out, we havin fun
We poppin bottles just me and my homeboys
We started from that bottom bill,
We came up, we spend it all
‘Cause motherfucker, we work for it
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