PSA lyrics
by Doomsday
Call for a huddle
Meal on a crease
Smoke a blunt and a bubble
She tryna lie I can’t go for the cuddle
So many packs we can catch up to Russell (Like)
Like not tryna tussle
If that was me better scoop better duck
Pyrola a kid dat n*gga only 15
If you see me you gon’ see the mussel (Pow Pow)
You gotta chill if you wanna be me better go into drill
You was loggin on zoom I was deep In the field put the
Back of the window to get us some wheels
We out to the opps had popped jodot duck and they tuck go pick up your brother it bad for your blood
We just landed in Jay you can’t play in ya bluff (AAAAHH)
Cus the older hеad tight i’ma ride for the bull if they wrong or if thеy right you can’t say you da boy then goin and hide Brodie went to the A
Let it go off the bike (Pow Pow Pow)
n*ggas know how we run
N-Nesty you was just ducking your top
We proved their video make sh*t hard why you mentioned my son like you must have forgot
He- he only mad cus we the reason that Dusty went missing AJ got beat up with the back of the smitten
When AK got shot he was callin and glitchen
I got love for the F’s cus when we spin we make n*ggas go missing
Dis ain’t da G legue Brodie like CP3
If you pass me da don I’m gon finish (AAAHH)
b*tch-b*tch
I’ma menace like I’m a da one that be raising the hell
I can get n*ggas dropped out of a cast of a spell
So if a n*gga has dutch i’ll drop my L
With the F’s in the cup they be givin out belt
They repeat the wrong card guarantee you get dealt
Smoke a beam on da top of the shelf
Cus I’m smoking on notti it’s best for my health
You was on 2k pressin them square
I was lettin it flip but he all in my ear 40
40 oddy so loud but I don’t even care
We was gonna goin thru 64 nobody there
Cause like them n*ggas ducking
So many times when I was tucking
I -I saw the fear in his when I upped it
QB died in da Stu did nothing
Flow we-we don’t go ku with the button
The back of 23 baby jay he be buggin
Was me mella drive and the n*ggas pop at functions
Flow and these n*ggas be bluffin
Cus they know how they comin
Like when on da night I told Nazzi to dump it
Like in da trap I have Daphne sl*t Jordan
He cuffin her that n*gga he buggin