Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Got Em Covered , by - Pusha T. Release date: 17.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Got Em Covered |
| The flow plays limbo courtesy of Timbo |
| Strip it down nigga, Jim Joe |
| I build it better nigga ten fold |
| La Ferrari from the Enzo |
| The stencil inspired by Kenzo |
| The roof is like Ghostface, can it be so simple |
| 40 keys in a rental |
| My dogs bring it back, now you name a better kennel |
| I keep cash, case Feds connect me |
| Case kids kidnap me, kids can get back me |
| Not concerned with your rap beef |
| Poetic justice watching you sock puppets |
| Fuck it, I got my dope boys covered |
| The Arizona brick is 26 and they love it |
| Thou shalt not covet what thou cannot budget |
| I bury 2 mil in the Caymans they can’t touch it |
| Fuck it, I got my dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got my dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| The Arizona brick is 26 and they love it |
| Trap phone, gun at your backbone |
| Graduated from the corner where the crack’s thrown |
| Back talk to your momma now you act grown |
| Listening to Young Dolph till the pack gone |
| I relate to ‘em |
| I’m a Pyrex God, shit I’m great to ‘em |
| All of you lil' niggas quote all of the wrong figures |
| Poke all of the wrong bitches |
| And follow the wrong niggas |
| Whichever rapper hot at the moment |
| Don’t realize he a candle till he blow it |
| I gave y’all the game it’s decoded |
| The only thing left is to grow it |
| Drop a shoe, start a Play Cloths or two |
| It’s all hustlin', so deja vu |
| Still a nigga unwrap bricks |
| I’ma dye on that money like a bank got hit sniff |
| Fuck it, I got my dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got my dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| The Arizona brick is 26 and they love it |
| Game too emo, I’m too Nino |
| Must stay low-key, I play Reno |
| I’m so Pesci, too Casino |
| We Sinatra, Sammy, Dinos |
| Outlandish, so illegal |
| So Carlito, so Pacino |
| We sip vino, the grapes of wrath |
| Money counter go till it breaks in half |
| Coupes the flagship, it feels like futon |
| Palm the paddle shift, abuse the redline |
| The home is ranch style, reflects the poolside |
| Powder paved the way, the sword got two sides |
| Duffle a hundred bands, trunk is 2−5 |
| Mules are flying in, the drive from Tucson |
| The dash is hollowed out, we shortened the fuel line |
| Connect is in Panama, in bed with the cruise lines |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| Fuck it, I got the dope boys covered |
| The Arizona brick is 26 and they love it |