Got 'Em Covered

[Verse 1: Pusha T] Check me out 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2: Pusha T] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3: Ab Liva] 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 [Chorus] 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