Letra PSA - Kay Flock
Out in the street, they call it merther
Big DOA, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, grrt, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, grrah, grrah
Grrt, baow, baow
Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough (Like)
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Grrt, baow, baow; where you goin'?)
I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummy)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run; bitch, I do what I want)
Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')
Oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (Heartbeat)
I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie (Bitch)
It get active like Ricky and Morty (Like, grrt, baow)
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 an army (Grrah)
Out in the street, they call it merther
Big DOA, nigga
She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch
Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit
V210, how I'm whackin' the whip
He tried to up, but I'm faster with it
It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood
Told y'all that I get active with it (Grrt, baow, baow)
Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough (Like)
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Grrt, baow; where you goin'?)
I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummy; grrt)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run; bitch, I do what I want)
Big DOA, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, grrt, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, grrah, grrah
Grrt, baow, baow
Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough (Like)
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Grrt, baow, baow; where you goin'?)
I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummy)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run; bitch, I do what I want)
Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')
Oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (Heartbeat)
I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie (Bitch)
It get active like Ricky and Morty (Like, grrt, baow)
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 an army (Grrah)
Out in the street, they call it merther
Big DOA, nigga
She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch
Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit
V210, how I'm whackin' the whip
He tried to up, but I'm faster with it
It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood
Told y'all that I get active with it (Grrt, baow, baow)
Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough (Like)
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Grrt, baow; where you goin'?)
I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (Dummy; grrt)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (It's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (Don't run; bitch, I do what I want)
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Geeked Up
(OP, you made a hit, bruh), Uh, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like, My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks, We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes, Trackhawk, they cannot keep up, We shoot at your...
DOA
Grrah-grrah, DOA, DOA, Like, Like, grrah-grrah, Grrah-grrah, Be yourself and stay up in ya' lane (Lane), Why you runnin'? I ain't even flame, Shoot wit' double hands, that's how I got my aim, Eli got shot, he walkin'...
SHAKE IT
(Elias Beats), Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah), Just wanna see you touch the ground (Grrah, grrah-grrah), Don't be shy, girl, go Bananza (Grrah-grrah), Shake ya' body like a belly dancer (Like, grrah), Oh, we tryna...
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