PSA lyrics

by

Stunna 4 Vegas


[Intro]
Right there, Firzt (Right there, Firzt)
It's 4X, uh, 4X, 4X, 4X
4X, big Stunna, n*gga, b*tch
Firzt on the track
Uh, you hear me?
Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm on some sh*t, jack (I'm on some sh*t)
I hit his b*tch for the one time (Ooh)
Now he can't get his b*tch back (Uh, uh)
It was the one that I took flight (I'm gone)
I just wanted to hit that (Zoom)
We ain't going for one on one fights (Uh, uh)
We uppin' pipes, like, "Lil' n*gga, get back" (Come here)
If there's a problem, we fix that, uh, uh (On gang)
Bro, take a trip out to Cali, send that just to flip that (Ooh, trap)
The sh*t, Stunna man been that (Uh-huh)
She ate the di*k like a quick snack (Uh-huh)
Yeah, she whip it out while I sit back (Ooh)
Like my wood, she know she can't hit that (Freak)
Cut the freak sh*t, I am not with that (Uh, uh)
Creep sh*t, we like to go play get back (Okay)
Yeah, we swipe the whole block
Call it an upset, Stunna got now, we ain't up next (Wham)
I ain't runnin' no fades, n*gga, run that
Send a do boy and I bet he won't come back (On gang)
I try to spam, OG like, "f*ck that" (f*ck these n*ggas, man)
Uh, can't get on his ass, up that (Fire)
Uh, find his ass, send him up there (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
If it's up there, then it's stuck there (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)

[Interlude]
Uh, stuck like Chuck
Again, 4X (Again), 4X, 4X, 4X (If it's up there, it's stuck there)
Ain't no love there
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Free Glo)

[Verse 2]
This is a PSA (Huh?)
We get 'em Glocks past TSA (We get that fire past the TSA)
I'm stackin' chips, no Frito Lay (What else?)
Bro cook him quick like easy bake (What else?)
Or we cook the beef like Steak 'n Shake (Come here)
Up the Draco on him, make him do Harlem Shake (On gang)
Uh, the di*k, yeah, your daughter ate (Ooh)
Everyday my B-day, I get lots of cake (Uh, uh, uh)
And they think I'm lightweight (Huh?)
But that rod on me, so I'm heavyweight (That Drac')
f*ck my b*tch, you gonna see how this metal taste (Uh)
Couldn't be riskin' a b*tch, I grew up on Section 8
I'm finna blow, no detonate (Uh)
Hundred lil' n*ggas on go, send a destination
They uppin' for 4 with no hesitation
Uh, these n*ggas cap, no graduation (These n*ggas cap)
Uh, I had the .5 in the car when I graduated
Them n*ggas behind, they mad I made it (f*ck)
n*gga get in my way, I erase him
I come from the bottom, no basin (I come from the bottom)
Uh, I'm talkin' 'bout the west side of Salisbury
Where them n*ggas from the jungle go apesh*t (Get him out of here)
Rich Whammy, them n*ggas ain't fakin' (Slam)
I had that slime sign him up, no laces (Slime)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, I got this sh*t and the whole run around, you know?
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