Lyrics No L's - Hit-Boy, Saweetie

No L's

Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot, but I came out with no L’s
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my hair down to my nails
My man tripping 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I’ma get it by myself, yeah
Feel like Ginger from Casino (Yeah)
Aces up my sleeve though
Right before I leave, ice that nigga like I’m Dino
Think I’m part Italian, blame that shit on Gino
Snowflake the medallion, the skin on cappuccino
I don’t kiss and tell, keep your distance from myself
Fettuccini with the snails in a five star hotel
And I wish these bitches well when they wish for me to fail
I might donate petty bills, they can’t get it by theyself (Bitch)
That’s why I treat my men good, but not too good
I give them too much, then they don’t need me
I give them just enough
Hit-Boy
Yeah, I just ran a check up by myself
Some days I just have to check up on myself (Yeah, I do)
I’m so icy, got that GG on my belt (GG, GG)
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot, but I came out with no L’s
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my hair down to my nails
My man tripping 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I’ma get it by myself, yeah
I’ma get it either way, I don’t even gotta say
What I want, when I want, they just put it on my plate
I could get it right away, take you through my day-to-day
Wake and pray, make that play
Guess I’m good, check out my place
There’s some hoes on the way, 'cause my bros on the way
I got stones on my gold, I got loads in my safe
Had a seven figure summer so I’m putting on some weight
Said a bitch getting thick, so I put it on display (Pop)
See how it is around here, I make a joke, everybody laughs
I know I’m funny, but I’m not that funny
Yeah, I just ran a check up by myself
Some days I just have to check up on myself (Yeah, I do)
I’m so icy, got that GG on my belt (GG, GG)
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot, but I came out with no L’s
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my hair down to my nails
My man tripping 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these niggas, I could get it by myself
I’ma get it by myself, yeah
This look like a man who was given an empire?
No, I fucking built it, okay
So don’t walk in here with your fucking smug face, okay
And tell me how to run my fucking corner
Fuck you, fuck your mother, get the fuck out of here