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Playboi Carti - No Face Original Lyrics

[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, what? What? What?

[Verse 1: Drake]
This is the shit that my daddy had raised me on
Niggas got lit off the features I skated on
I gotta know, I gotta know
How you get lit off the nigga you hatin' on?
Numbers untouchable, they got the data wrong
This is the moment I know they been prayin' on
What? Ayy, what? Ayy
Try knock The Boy off, but fuck it, I'm stayin' on
O' keep on sendin' me slaps to go crazy on
40 keep sayin' it's time to be patient
It's so many people we turnin' the tables on
Capo got plans, but we'll save that for later on
Hush'll keep sayin' they know that they played it wrong
KD just text, "What the fuck are we waitin' on?" Damn
Me, I'm expressionless
Niggas be talkin' 'bout don't shoot thе messenger
Fah-fah-fah, you gеt shot for way less in here
None of you pussies is blockin' my blessings here, what?

[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
All these years throwin' success in your face
All of these baddies obsessed with my face
All the shit they don't address in my face
I can't be showin' no stress in my face, what? Yeah
[Chorus: Drake & Playboi Carti]
No face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
What? Pweh, yeah
No face, no face, no face, no face, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Drake]
No face, no face
No face, no face, no

[Verse 2: Drake]
I don't get sleepy off no melatonin
My therapist put in a thirty-day notice
'Cause I keep on talkin' 'bout beefin' and business and money and women, there's no diagnosis
They emptied the clip (Pfft) quick
Swapped that shit out and I came back reloaded
I'm just so happy that niggas who envied and held that shit in got to finally show it
I'm over the moon, yeah, we'll see you boys soon
I'm spreadin' my wings, I hop out, cocoon
I'm studio trappin', I'm locked in the room, what?

[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
All these years throwin' success in your face
All of these baddies obsessed with my face
All the shit they don't address in my face
I can't be showin' no stress in my face, what? Yeah
[Chorus: Drake & Playboi Carti]
No face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
No face, no face, no face
What? Pweh, yeah
No face, no face, no face, no face, yeah