[Intro: Don Q]
You better protect
You better protect
Y'all know my rep
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
You better protect your Patek
This ain't a diss or a threat
I'm talking nothing but facts
If they ain't feeling me yet
Tell them pardon my back
I was on 165th on the west of the X
Where they hustlers and killers be at
Plus it was rats
Matter of fact
I don't even wanna get into that

[Verse 2: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
I hope you never forget
I put my set on the jet
I can't accept nothing less
N***as talking about death on the net
But I don't be checking for threats
Homie told me that he slept on the steps
So he had to dead the connect
I'm probably collecting a check
Pouring up, measuring tech
This is finesse at its best
I don't know what's on my schedule next
I'm focused on seeing my revenue stretch
[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
You tryna save her
Like you got an S on your chest
Well I got a check on my neck
I hit it one time and she called me
I never accept
I fucked her and left her depressed
Presidential on my wrist
Won't argue with a bitch
I don't wanna listen to that
She just took me out the VIP
And necked me in the whip
While I got a friend in the back
Like yeah

[Verse 4: Don Q]
I'm hearing rumors and gossip
They saying Q is a topic
But I just flew to the tropics
My shoes is exotic
My coupé is robotic
I swear that these n***as is too outta pocket
And I can't help but address it
You see the legends, respect It
So how could you peasants neglect it
I came out the gate and I said I'm the best in the X
And I'm setting the record
It's just me and A
We match up a check
On Pateks and we very protected
[Verse 5: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Just me and Don
I might need another hundred on my arm
Might need another hundred on my neck
Keep it a hundred when you in the Bronx
I think she feeling me now
But I cannot remember her name
How you my enemy now?
And before we was sharing a plate?

[Verse 6: Don Q]
None of this money get took for granted
Gave me a shot and I took advantage
Got off my feet and they couldn't stand it
Yeah I got that dope in the hood, it stink
N***a you thinking 'bout pressing me
I hope you don't think I got shit comparing
They pulled me over
Tryna question me
I was drunk at the light and I should've ran
Coming out dodging a felony
Bagging up work was a specialty
I'll really kill for the legacy
I'm not your average celebrity

[Verse 7: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Don't let me get outta character
We breaking all of the barriers
We gon' pull up and embarrass ya
Mask on n***a scarier
Money no joke
But on my way to the bank
It be feeling hilarious
Said he a goon
If you got on a Patek
He might just go on and snatch it off
[Interlude: Rowdy Rebel]
We getting that 50 back
But be soon as we go to Vegas
I keep an eye on the nosy neighbors
Got some new toys for the home invaders

[Bridge: Don Q]
You better protect
You better protect
Y'all know my rep
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek