Patience by ANTO Lyrics
[Chorus]
She know that she bad
She better not give it up too quick
Love when she talk back
Get a lil sassy when I dip
Throw a lil ass when she done with her fit
Gotta be patient cause that thing hit
I been locked in I don't know where you been
Gotta stack my ends can’t get in my head
Hate when a lame blowing up my phone
They don’t even know the kid like that
Acting like a hoe and trying to know what I'm on
I ain’t gone throw that bitch no racks
I ain’t gone talk cause I know they cap
Too many snakes gotta cut my grass
I don’t post much gotta watch my back
But I know they creep so I stay in my bag
[Verse 1]
Splitting the bag so I know that my homies be good
Talk about the gang man I wish that you would
Surrounded by cap don’t put trust in no one
Don’t answer randoms who hitting my phone
All in my face like they know what I’m on
If you don’t know me just leave me alone
No new friends gotta focus on the road
I just spent my bands
Then made it right back
You should know how I been
Had a couple hoes who I thought were friends but they was just fucking with me for the flex
Talking down bad cause my foot on they necks
Ain’t show my face but they know where I’m at
Feel like a chemist cause I’m in the lab
And I been in this hoe learning all of the shit
Got a new hoe she want more than the tip
Got me a bag now they talk about the kid
Remember I was just a jit
Who writing raps in his notes
Now I got packs and a bitch
Smoking on pack get me lit
Face me a jay when I wake up that’s how I stay fit
Switching through hoes on demand
Bitches be funny cause she know I fuck with her friends
[Chorus]
She know that she bad
She better not give it up too quick
Love when she talk back
Get a lil sassy when I dip
Throw a lil ass when she done with her fit
Gotta be patient cause that thing hit
I been locked in I don't know where you been
Gotta stack my ends can’t get in my head
Hate when a lame blowing up my phone
They don’t even know the kid like that
Acting like a hoe and trying to know what I'm on
I ain’t gone throw that bitch no racks
I ain’t gone talk cause I know they cap
Too many snakes gotta cut my grass
I don’t post much gotta watch my back
But I know they creep so I stay in my bag
She know that she bad
She better not give it up too quick
Love when she talk back
Get a lil sassy when I dip
Throw a lil ass when she done with her fit
Gotta be patient cause that thing hit
I been locked in I don't know where you been
Gotta stack my ends can’t get in my head
Hate when a lame blowing up my phone
They don’t even know the kid like that
Acting like a hoe and trying to know what I'm on
I ain’t gone throw that bitch no racks
I ain’t gone talk cause I know they cap
Too many snakes gotta cut my grass
I don’t post much gotta watch my back
But I know they creep so I stay in my bag
[Verse 1]
Splitting the bag so I know that my homies be good
Talk about the gang man I wish that you would
Surrounded by cap don’t put trust in no one
Don’t answer randoms who hitting my phone
All in my face like they know what I’m on
If you don’t know me just leave me alone
No new friends gotta focus on the road
I just spent my bands
Then made it right back
You should know how I been
Had a couple hoes who I thought were friends but they was just fucking with me for the flex
Talking down bad cause my foot on they necks
Ain’t show my face but they know where I’m at
Feel like a chemist cause I’m in the lab
And I been in this hoe learning all of the shit
Got a new hoe she want more than the tip
Got me a bag now they talk about the kid
Remember I was just a jit
Who writing raps in his notes
Now I got packs and a bitch
Smoking on pack get me lit
Face me a jay when I wake up that’s how I stay fit
Switching through hoes on demand
Bitches be funny cause she know I fuck with her friends
[Chorus]
She know that she bad
She better not give it up too quick
Love when she talk back
Get a lil sassy when I dip
Throw a lil ass when she done with her fit
Gotta be patient cause that thing hit
I been locked in I don't know where you been
Gotta stack my ends can’t get in my head
Hate when a lame blowing up my phone
They don’t even know the kid like that
Acting like a hoe and trying to know what I'm on
I ain’t gone throw that bitch no racks
I ain’t gone talk cause I know they cap
Too many snakes gotta cut my grass
I don’t post much gotta watch my back
But I know they creep so I stay in my bag