"PROTECT WHAT" lyrics

(Hood rich)

You got that lil' gun, to protect what? With your broke ass (Hood rich)
He think he tough, he get shot at, no pass
I'm with a Mexican Latina bitch and she so bad (Let's go)

Woah, get to the money bags, hood rich
Drum mag, I'm finna empty the full clip
Huh? You ain't get racks, you on bullshit
Don't know your name, nigga, stop actin' so big
Woah, a lil' money mission, a big meal
Pull out the chop, the banana clip get peeled
You niggas pussy, gon' run when shit get real
Woah, we in the trap house Bentley, I tell the bitch how it feel
They only five milligrams, so that's why I took four pills
Told the nigga five times, you ain't got no seal, it's no deal
Woah, the trap gettin' freezing cold, woah
For the Bentley, I need to reload, woah
I get this money, then I gotta go, woah
Money counter runnin', go hit the road, woah
Woah, let's go, stop tryna act like you're hood rich
Drum mag, I'm finna empty the full clip
You ain't gettin' no racks, nigga, y'all be on bullshit
You pretending online, nigga, that get you shot fast
Alfa Romeo, bitch, I'm finna drive past
I just met that bitch right now, but she already so attached
Woah, I ain't got breaks on this whip, man, this trap house all gas
He ain't want smoke, pussy nigga, you should fall back
Got that lil' gun out for nothin', lil' nigga, got no stash

You got that lil' gun, to protect what? With your broke ass
He think he tough, he get shot at, no pass
I'm with a Mexican Latina bitch and she so bad (Hood rich money)