letra de raf simmons coat - protect
[chorus]
dodge gas, he got smoked
my n-ggas serious, we don’t do jokes
we drive fast and furious, eat up the road
that ho so curious, she wanna know
she like “what are you?,” b-tch, i’m the goat
my n-ggas run up and cause a lil show
and i’m hot as f-ck, raf simon’s coat
if we see the jakes, we gon’ get low
blow dump in yo face, i don’t respect you ho
i feel like i’m brady, i gotta throw
‘member that n-gga shady, gotta play my part
exhaust on the coupe, ’bouta hear that sh-t fart
put an arp on number 9 wit’ the part
sipping on drank, got a purple heart
[verse]
i ride in a tank, i’m with my brother
smoking on dank, i got a cutter
you gon’ get f-cked if you try to run up
i’m going hard, i gotta come up
you got the gas and can’t roll then shut up
if cops pulling up, thеn we got’ put this sh-t up
and my n-gga strong like he tryn’ do a pull-up
if ain’t ’bout thе money, lil p-ssy boy shut up
i sip on that drank, i turn to a zombie
i treat a stick like shawn or like gandhi
that lil boy folded like he origami
i’m in the hood, i still rock armani
if he got an issue, then we’ll come and find him
yo’ lil ho a dog, walk her like donny
i’m smoking on jungle tree, feel like jumanji
we put a scheme on his ass like ponzi
d4, i’ll die for respect
n-gga be geeked, dying off the x
if i catch an opp, i’ma shoot his chest
if i catch an opp, i’ma shoot his neck
the truck big as h-ll, this a trx
when i’m in the spot, i’ma throw the set
feel like i’m chet, rookie of the year
b-tch, i’ma flex
i got the chopper, back
flex, fast, yeah
we gonna pull up, shoot up sh-t fast, fast, fast, fast, yeah
we gonna pull up, shoot up sh-t fast, fast, fast, fast
[chorus]
dodge gas, he got smoked
my n-ggas serious, we don’t do jokes
we drive fast and furious, eat up the road
that ho so curious, she wanna know
she like “what are you?,” b-tch, i’m the goat
my n-ggas run up and cause a lil show
and i’m hot as f-ck, raf simon’s coat
if we see the jakes, we gon’ get low
blow dump in yo face, i don’t respect you ho
i feel like i’m brady, i gotta throw
‘member that n-gga shady, gotta play my part
exhaust on the coupe, ’bouta hear that sh-t fart
put an arp on number 9 wit’ the part
sipping on drank, got a purple heart
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