PSA
(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 gangsta, 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 wit' it
It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' 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)
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 gangsta, 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 wit' it
It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' 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)
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Marley, Kevin Perez, Damian Robert Nesta Marley, Kevin Viera, Ini Kamoze, Luis Angel Marte
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Make America Flock Again - EP
- The D.O.A. Tape (Care Package)
- DOA (feat. Set Da Trend) - Single
- Brotherly Love (Pt. 2) [feat. B-Lovee] - Single
- Make A Movie (feat. Fivio Foreign)
- Make A Movie (feat. Fivio Foreign) - Single
- Shake It (Instrumental) - Single
- Shake It (feat. Bory300) [A Cappella] - Single
- The D.O.A. Tape
- Is Ya Ready - Single
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