No L’s Hit-Boy (Ft. Saweetie)

[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Chorus: Saweetie]
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

[Verse 1: Saweetie]
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)