PSA

作词 : Kevin Perez/Luis Angel Marte/Kevin Viera/Damian Marley/Stephen Marley/Ini Kamoze

作曲 : Kevin Perez/Luis Angel Marte/Kevin Viera/Damian Marley/Stephen Marley/Ini Kamoze

Big DOA, nigga (D-D-D-D-Dvtchie)

Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like

Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah

Grrah, grrah-grrah

Hey, grrah-grrah

Grrt, baow, baow

PSA - Kay Flock - The D.O.A. Tape - PSA - PSA - **** the diss, I'ma act the shit up

Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)

Feel a way, you get clapped the shit up

Don't do Ciroc, only Ac' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)

Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, thats tough, like

He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Where you goin'? Grrt, baow, baow)

I'm a GBG, baby, so, b***h, I'ma click till it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummies)

Outside, no security, b***h, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)

I'm the king of New York an' I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run, b***h I do what I want)

Just copped out on a Carti'

Oh she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat

I like my b***h gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie

It get active like Ricky and Morty (Like)

Tap your head (Rah, Rah)

Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (Baow, baow)

Nigga dead

And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need a army (Grrah, grrah)

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

See the line so I'm packin' the b***h

Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit

V210 how I'm whackin' the whip

He shot a opp but I'm faster with it

It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood

Told you that I get active with it (Grrt, baow, baow)

PSA - Kay Flock - The D.O.A. Tape - PSA - PSA - **** the diss, I'ma act the shit up

Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)

Feel a way, you get clapped the shit up

Don't do Ciroc, only Ac' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)

Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, thats tough, like

He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Where you goin'? Grrt, baow)

I'm a GBG, baby, so, b***h, I'ma click till it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummies)

Outside, no security, b***h, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)

I'm the king of New York an' I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run, b***h, I do what I want)