ORDER OF PROTECTION Lyrics – A$AP Rocky | from Don’t Be Dumb

Read the full ORDER OF PROTECTION lyrics by A$AP Rocky from the album Don’t Be Dumb along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Aap Rocky’s music, you can also explore INTERROGATION (SKIT) and STOLE YA FLOW, two other songs by Aap Rocky.

[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 running 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 fu*k the receipt?
Just ordered a TEC and it’s under the seat
A order of protection for fu*king with me
And that boy talking reckless, ain’t talking to me (Ayy)
Better show some respect when you talking 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 polic
angsters move in silence, talking 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 (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 throwing jabs (Uh-uh)
You want me on my ass (Uh-uh)
Down to my last (Uh-uh)
S*it, they’d probably laugh (Uh-uh)
I can’t go out sad (Uh-uh)
I keep bouncing back (Uh)

[Refrain]
Yeah, we up, but not up for grabs
Up, like I up the gat
Up to the fu*king max (Up)
Up, smoking, puffing gas

Up from a fu*king nap
Clutch, what the fu*k was that?
Hush (Shh, I hear something, n!gga)
Back from the fu*king past
Back right up on they ass
Back in my fu*king bag, yeah

[Verse 2]
The game that I can’t divorce, final boss
All-all chats logged off, all call
Still screaming 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 running 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 fu*k the receipt?
Just ordered a TEC and it’s under the seat
A order of protection for fu*king with me
And that boy talking reckless, ain’t talking to me (Ayy)
Better show some respect when you talking 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 polic
angsters move in silence, talking 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 fu*king max (Up)
Up, smoking, puffing gas
Up from a fu*king nap
Clutch, what the fu*k was that?, yeah
(Shh, I hear something, n!gga)
Up, smoking, puffing gas
Up from a fu*king nap
Clutch, what the fu*k was that? (Yeah, brrt)

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy