Текст песни No Medic (Live) - Jitness

Wake up, get straight to it, I'm addicted
All the things you said, you tried take back, I ain't forget it
Cut you off for me & I'm just glad I don't regret it
Frontline with my heart & I ain't call out for no medic
Hold it steady, I just hope that you ready
Oh it got too deep for you?
Now you tryna dead it?
Have you ever lost a piece of you and forgot where you had it?
Have you ever lost a piece of you and patched it while you bled it?

That's why I name this song No Medic
And anyway it go, know that I'm ready
We got up, and now they ducking tacos, just like Bouncing Bettie's
Brand new Camry got me ducking potholes
And all of these dusty bop hoes
Gotta keep my trusty mop close
Still be cleaning when the shop close
Man, you know what I'm on tho
I stay cut trim like lawns tho
I gotta keep my dawgs close
The whole team ball like Lonzo
I'm on the way with no lo
No problem rolling dolo
Don't trip about no hoes bro
You know they come back, pogo
I cut my hair, she like who that, showed her my hand & logo
New whip, new tint, I went all black
They be like wait, where bro go?
I crack my smile when I get grills so I can flash the photo
I put them miles on my whip with gang, always had four doors
I don't curse up in my songs
Keep my paper long
Do good on my own, don't need you tell my when I'm wrong
I'm always ten steps ahead, so you can't tell me what I'm on
I ain't even write this out, I just been flexing this whole song
Oh, and we get checks fasho
Got good gas like Texaco
Mangoes ain't in season, got me tight
I'm bout to take a trip to Mexico
I'm talmbout Mexi-cabanna
I want some head in some Pradas
Boy, you ain't none without dollars, and if I'm nothing, I'm proper

Uh, wake up get straight to it, I'm addicted
You don't wanna see what me & her do when we be lifted
These boys chatting, they ain't in motion
They just replay, like they GIFing
You's a Family Guy, okay
My pockets fat like Peter Griffin
I'm a family man
I give my family bands
I pull up, leave the keys in the house, like take this random Benz
I gotta keep my circle close, I don't got random friends
And I got keep you on your toes, I can't be settling
I'm talmbout Mexi-Cabanna
Still want some head in some Pradas
Boy, you ain't none without dollars, and if I'm nothing, I'm proper
And she gone come when I call her
This for the love, not a dollar
We spend not dimes on our collars, but I get head like a scholar
Uh

Uh, wake up in the morning get straight to it
All the things you said, you tried take back, they had left bruises
Ain't have no one around to try and ease my pain, I got used to it
Cut you off, & if I could go back in time I still would do it, still would do it
That's why I name this song No Medic
And any way it go, know that I'm ready
We got up, and now they ducking tacos, just like Bouncing Bettie's
Brand new Camry got me ducking potholes
And all of these dusty bop hoes
Gotta keep my trusty mop close
Still be cleaning when the shop close