PSA lyrics

[Intro]
Told my mama, "Pick which one you want," she want that all black (Ooh)
(I really be havin' it like that)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, go, go)
Ayy, blowin' her brains (Ahh)
Eatin' Crème brûlée and Shrimp, they let some young n*ggas in Spain (Yeah)
They done f*cked around put me in Raf, I wake up, get dressed, I'm fitted, yeah (Go, Ooh)
I'm frustrated, I keep gettin' mad, tryna get my pockets fitted, yeah

[Chorus]
Ayy, it's a PSA, Mr. Put-That-sh*t-On, I get fitted, ayy
Mr. I-Get-Too-Damn-Fried, can't remember sh*t, I'm lifted, ayy (Go, go)
Tryna live likе a dog, I'ma get my get back with my b*tches, ayy
I invitеd too many hoes straight to the midnight kickback, sh*t got wicked, ayy (What? Go, go)

[Verse]
Opened up that voicemail, that was a throwback
I was drunk driving in the SRT, I think that you should know that (Yeah)
Pardon me, had to switch my sh*t up, cool, I got my flow back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
sh*t ain't been the same since my fam did me so dirty, I swear this industry all cap, yeah
Trapped in my head, I'ma text your phone, send this sh*t in all caps
I remember you asked if I liked being famous, this sh*t ain't all that (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you know I'm straight on my own, but I hate when you don't call back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I hate that it feel like we only wasting time, it's all bad (Go)
Ayy, n*gga, don't play with The Don, play with yo b*tch, get jaw smacked, yeah
So many n*ggas tryna take my spot, you gon' get yo ball snatched
Lil' Donny goin' up, tryna bully n*ggas (Oh yeah), tryna get your ball back
I'ma leave my mark, I'ma make my M's and fall back (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Ayy, it's a PSA, Mr. Put-That-sh*t-On, I get fitted, ayy (Ooh)
Mr. I-Get-Too-Damn-Fried, can't remember sh*t, I'm lifted, ayy
Tryna live like a dog, I'ma get my get back with my b*tches, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I invited too many hoes straight to the midnight kickback, sh*t got wicked, ayy