Got 'Em Covered (feat. Ab-Liva)

Pusha T

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    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

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    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

    Song details

    Composition: Timbaland, Pusha T, Chris Godbey, and Jetmir Salii

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