A$AP Rocky ORDER OF PROTECTION

Tekst piosenki

[Chorus]
It’s been a lil’ while since I been in the league
A couple lil’ trials, couple of leaks
Still in the field like I’m runnin’ in cleats
Last time I checked, we still in the lead
Run up a check for the love of the cheese
Bought a Patek, where the fuck the receipt?
Just ordered a TEC and it’s under the seat
A order of protection for fuckin’ with me
And that boy talkin’ reckless, ain’t talkin’ to me (Ayy)
Better show some respect when you talkin’ to me (Ayy)
Better walk with a vest case you run into me, run into me
Kick that boy out the section, he talk to police
Gangsters move in silence, talkin’ is brief
Semi-automatic under the briefs
Who want it with me, with me?

[Verse 1]
I can’t give ’em dap, uh-uh
Don’t throw up A$AP (Uh-uh)
Can’t forget what you did (Uh-uh)
Remember how you act (Uh-uh)
Talk behind my back (Uh-uh)
Talk all kind of trash (Uh-uh)
My back, all kind of stabs (Uh, uh)
You was throwin’ jabs (Uh-uh)
You want me on my ass (Uh-uh)
Down to my last (Uh-uh)
Shit, they’d probably laugh (Uh-uh)
I can’t go out sad (Uh-uh)
I keep bouncin’ back (Uh)

[Refrain]
Yeah, we up, but not up for grabs
Up, like I up the gat
Up to the fuckin’ max (Up)
Up, smokin’, puffin’ gas
Up from a fuckin’ nap
Clutch, what the fuck was that?
Hush (Shh, I hear somethin’, nigga)
Back from the fuckin’ past
Back right up on they ass
Back in my fuckin’ bag (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
The game that I can’t divorce, final boss
All-all chats logged off, all call
Still screamin’ encore when I’m long gone

[Chorus]
It’s been a lil’ while since I been in the league
A couple lil’ trials, couple of leaks
Still in the field like I’m runnin’ in cleats
Last time I checked, we still in the lead
Run up a check for the love of the cheese
Bought a Patek, where the fuck the receipt?
Just ordered a TEC and it’s under the seat
A order of protection for fuckin’ with me
And that boy talkin’ reckless, ain’t talkin’ to me (Ayy)
Better show some respect when you talkin’ to me (Ayy)
Better walk with a vest case you run into me, run into me
Kick that boy out the section, he talk to police
Gangsters move in silence, talkin’ is brief
Semi-automatic under the briefs
Who want it with me, with me?
[Refrain]
Yeah, we up, but not up for grabs
Up, like I up the gat
Up to the fuckin’ max (Up)
Up, smokin’, puffin’ gas
Up from a fuckin’ nap
Clutch, what the fuck was that? (Yeah)
(Shh, I hear somethin’, nigga)
Up, smokin’, puffin’ gas
Up from a fuckin’ nap
Clutch, what the fuck was that? (Yeah, brrt)

[Outro]
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