PSA lyrics

[Intro: Nyora Spouse]
Ah, b*tch
Yeah, slumped
Hoe, b*tch, b*tch
[?] on the beat, b*tch!
Nyora Spouse

[Verse 1: Nyora Spouse]
The Blkkk God in all black, hit a lick on your b*tch
Getting these commas and ducking the drama
Head on the hammer of the f*cking sh*t
Filthy rich, I'm a young n*gga
With Steez, I’m a rap n*gga
Putting up these n*ggas 6 feet deep
Slide through the city, I'm packing the heat
Got this badass Latina, she all on my meat
10 Gs for the pus*y, I hope I don't skeet
Why your dumb b*tch keep blowing up my line
She don’t wanna be your girl, she just wanna be mine
I don't want that damn hoe, I'mma throw her to the side
I'mma roll my weed up, and relax while she reply
I'mma let, I'mma let, I'mma I'mma I’mma let-
I’mma let y'all know, Nyora be toting great dope
You claim you got money, you don’t
You glaim you got [?] but are you doing coke
I'm from the same cities where n*ggas hit licks
Where n*ggas get [?] they serving the picks
The cornerstone spot, beat a king on your block
FPS on me, pull up with the Glock
[Bridge: Nyora Spouse]
Isn't that your [?], born on [?], born on black
Just got fire head, cause I'm spazzing, never coming back
And you f*cking dead, if you sleeping or if you lacking
I pull up with the MACs, work a pus*y, wh-what you slappin?

[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I’mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You n*ggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick sh*t is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a n*gga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all n*ggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves

[Verse 2: AleXander Grand]
Man, I don't give a f*ck! Man, I don't give a f*ck!
Why you n*ggas still talkin'? I don't mean to disrupt
But damn, I don't give a f*ck, can you see, I don't give a f*ck
You the opposite of excitement, and that's why I won't f*ck
These b*tches act like a n*gga want it, hoe, why you flaunting?
I don't got time for no woman, and thats just to keep it 100
These n*ggas act like I'm lying, b*tch, you was excited
F.P.S. moving metric tonnes, I gotta cover it, like, I'm rising
I'm high up and I'm dying, I'm flying like I'm Orion
I see you by the horizon, and that's why she climbing
Nobody knew who the f*ck that I was
Not until I started breaking the buds
They screaming my name, give AG his fame
I'm in with the king, [?] my flame
[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You n*ggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick sh*t is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a n*gga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all n*ggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves

[Verse 3: Au Flexgod]
101 b*tches, I got more to go
Fighting ass n*ggas, they taking my flow
Au, b*tch, you know everything gold
No weed left, b*tch, everything rolled
Au so cold, putting b*tches on hold
Sever rap n*ggas, my skills getting honed
High grade weed, b*tch, I'm getting stoned
f*ck with Au, and you is getting owned
F.P.S. n*gga them boys be my gang
Moving that work, b*tch, we get it from Wayne
Distribute that sh*t, then we order some chains
Lame ass n*ggas, I know you can't hang
I get all my knowledge from [?] frozen fang
[?] ass n*gga, I buy you big bangs
Pull up in a Benz, n*gga, f*ck your new Range
Gold Flexgod, and it's time for my reign
Just flipped a brick, spent the cash on a chain
Can't go through life without having some pain
[?], b*tch they call me Bruce Wayne
Can't let you go, b*tch I just watch them get brained
What a crazy n*gga, all these thoughts in my brain
I've told a dumb b*tch that a n*gga insane
I've told you people that I just want the fame
I'mma let y'all know, just stay in your lane!
[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You n*ggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick sh*t is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a n*gga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all n*ggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves