Impatient
Yeat Lyrics


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I've been on molly for weeks
Got a bitch, gon' come that way
Need me a Patek Philippe
Just so I know that I made it
I'm happy, I'm falling asleep
'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin'
Fuck it, crash the whip
(yeah, yeah) , crash the whip
Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)
Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet
I don't want criticism, don't need a peer
Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year
Sip on the lean, sip on no beer
And the gas that I'm smokin', it's from Mars
It's not here
I'm so high, how could I steer?
Shootin' a deer like Johnny, yeah (yeah)
In the red house, trap dirt, yeah
I hit track, bae
The money, it's fast, it's faster
I know that she hate me (Hate me)
She call me, she wanna have my babies
Got some hoes, you can't ever play me (No no)

Guns with thirties, I needa sleep
Drop 'til my money on me
They say "Boy, you be singin' like Lee"
(yeah, yeah)
I'm mixed up the C with double G
Got a bitch named Gawk, I don't know
I ain't see (Bitch)
And I'm sippin' Adderall
I don't know what I see
All my demons on go mode, don't test me
Big body Benz take off, go vroom
In this bitch with two baddies, gimme a room
Fuck on that bitch, when she jump
It go broom i been flexin' on niggas
Got nothin' to prove
I stay with a figure, we sippin' on juice
I been high for way too many days
And money on the line, bitches on the line
Man, I got too many plays (yeah)
I get that money like four ways (Uh)
She gon' eat on the dick for a play
Got my wrist in the pot, stir it
Pour an eight no cap, got a plug named Horay
Niggas scrapin' that pot crack, gourmet (Dub)
I got Tech in my cup, ain't no Chardonnay
Mixin' molly with Addy, been up for days
And I ain't tryna wait (yeah)

I've been on molly for weeks
Got a bitch, gon' come that way
Need me a Patek Philippe
Just so I know that I made it
I'm happy, I'm falling asleep
'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin'
Fuck it, crash the whip
(yeah, yeah) , crash the whip
Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)
Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet
I don't want criticism, don't need a peer
Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year
Sip on the lean, sip on no beer
And the gas that I'm smokin', it's from Mars
It's not here
I'm so high, how could I steer?
Shootin' a deer like Johnny, yeah (yeah)
In the red house, trap dirt, yeah
I hit track, bae
The money, it's fast, it's faster
I know that she hate me (Hate me)
She call me, she wanna have my babies
Got some hoes, you can't ever play me (No no)

Rudin' 'round, 'round in that bih', yeah
Foreign designer my feet, yeah
I been fed up 'cause I'm weak
Too many sandy cheeks at the beach (yeah)
On the road, she on littering
I just went double cup the smithereens
Yeah, I'm fresh, I feel like Listerine
With a Palm Angels jacket
Baguette on my ring, yeah
Vroom, run it- run it up like
I play for the Bucks (Skrrt)
I'm goin' up, I don't really need no love
(No)
Be on my team, my ring, my mothafuckin' scene
(It's a scene, it's a scene, yeah)
Take an Oxy and I go in, a million years
(yeah) i done just hopped in the coupe
I'm goin' fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
It's a language, it's fluent
I'm talkin' 'bout cash (Oh, yeah)
I just spent like seven on some RAFs
(God damn)
I'm fuckin' your lil' bitty bitch and
I gave her a rash (Skrrt, skrrt)

I've been on molly for weeks
Got a bitch, gon' come that way
Need me a Patek Philippe
Just so I know that I made it
I'm happy, I'm falling asleep
'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin'
Fuck it, crash the whip
(yeah, yeah) , crash the whip
Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)
Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet
I don't want criticism, don't need a peer
Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year
Sip on the lean, sip on no beer
And the gas that I'm smokin', it's from Mars
It's not here
I'm so high, how could I steer?
Shootin' a deer like Johnny, yeah (yeah)
In the red house, trap dirt, yeah
I hit track, bae
The money, it's fast, it's faster
I know that she hate me (Hate me)




She call me, she wanna have my babies
Got some hoes, you can't ever play me (No no)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Yeat's song "Impatient" seem to depict a state of overwhelming indulgence and excess. The opening lines suggest a prolonged consumption of drugs like molly, as the singer claims to have been on it for weeks. This drug-induced state is associated with a sense of contentment, as he mentions feeling happy and falling asleep due to the money he's making. The desire for material possessions is also present, with the mention of wanting a Patek Philippe watch as a symbol of success and validation. The reckless behavior of crashing a car reinforces the theme of living life with a disregard for consequences, further emphasizing the indulgent lifestyle portrayed in the song.


The lyrics also touch upon themes of self-confidence and a disregard for others' opinions. The singer states that he doesn't want or need criticism, suggesting a sense of self-assurance and independence. He also boasts about his sexual prowess and longevity, claiming to be able to perform oral sex for a year. The mention of lean (a mixture of cough syrup and soda) and the gas he smokes being from Mars reinforce the themes of intoxication and detachment from reality.


Overall, "Impatient" paints a picture of a hedonistic and ego-driven lifestyle, where material possessions, drugs, and sexual conquests take center stage.


Line by Line Meaning

I've been on molly for weeks
I've been using the drug MDMA (molly) for an extended period of time


Got a bitch, gon' come that way
I have a woman who is willing to come to me


Need me a Patek Philippe
I desire to own a luxury watch brand called Patek Philippe


Just so I know that I made it
I want to possess a Patek Philippe watch as a symbol of my success


I'm happy, I'm falling asleep
Due to the money I'm earning, I am content and feel relaxed


'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin'
The reason I am happy and relaxed is because of the significant amount of money I am earning


Fuck it, crash the whip
I don't care, I'll intentionally crash my car


(yeah, yeah), crash the whip
Yes, I affirm my decision to crash the car


Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)
My large Mercedes-Benz car makes a beeping sound


Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet
I don't care, now I'm getting you sexually aroused


I don't want criticism, don't need a peer
I don't desire criticism or the company of someone of equal status


Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year
When engaging in oral sex, I am able to perform for an extended period


Sip on the lean, sip on no beer
I consume codeine cough syrup (lean), but I don't drink beer


And the gas that I'm smokin', it's from Mars
The marijuana I am smoking is of exceptional quality


It's not here
The marijuana I am smoking is not locally grown


I'm so high, how could I steer?
I am under the influence of drugs to the extent that it's challenging for me to control a vehicle


Shootin' a deer like Johnny, yeah (yeah)
I am hunting and killing deer like the fictional character Johnny (perhaps referring to Johnny Depp)


In the red house, trap dirt, yeah
I engage in illegal activities in a house that operates as a drug distribution point


I hit track, bae
I succeed in producing and releasing popular music


The money, it's fast, it's faster
The money I am earning is rapidly increasing, gaining momentum


I know that she hate me (Hate me)
I am aware that she dislikes me or has negative feelings towards me


She call me, she wanna have my babies
She contacts me because she wants to have children with me


Got some hoes, you can't ever play me (No no)
I have multiple women who are sexually submissive to me, and I cannot be deceived or taken advantage of




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