PSA

By Pop B

Released on January 4, 2025

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[Verse]

If you pass me the ball I go ku' wit' the rock

Pop G got shot in the deuce and he dropped

I'm 'boutta click, bro get out the street

I'm a glitch, you don't wanna meet

Circlin' the block, we lookin' for the Gz

If they not outside we troopin' through the pz

Broad day, Miguel on dick but that nigga is gay

P Black, Leeky, same day

Jayoh got laced, fentanyl in his brain

Every trip to the F had me testin' my aim

Niggas is lame

EK what? We been sendin' out pain

Fro, he shoulda been a new strain

Klu, dirty, he switched on the gang

Free CG, he got locked for the G

Off of two xans throwin' shots at police

Cam13 man that nigga a dweeb, he ain't did shit since he ran on Key

DJ beat, Ty strippеd

I heard Montae got beat out his kicks, and Fro hе was there but he ain't let it flick

X got shot, did a flip

Jah tight when we shoutout the 'Ripks

On the opps back to back, me and Dot takin' trips

Gotta pick up my feet, I can't fuck up the drip

When Fresh got hit he got macked by the whip, and they went to his body, took G off his hip

Glah boom, look what happened to Flip

Free Cam Munna, can't come to my strip

And NoFace Hound gon' die by that grip

Kwokk was behind him, he shoulda got ripped

On the 4th of July that dumb nigga tripped

Prince died, his brother got flicked

If you don't got no scenes you can't hop in the whip

When Johnson was cryin', thought it was a skit

OYK, I don't smoke Notti, I'm smokin' Mdotty and E wit' the dot

Opp bitch, she on my body

If she tryna line me she meetin' the Glock

We at your door, I'ma knock

If I see 59, on the guys I'ma flock

Opps on dick, they be eatin' my cock

Why you kissin' the mish? She be eatin' my cock

Can't backdoor me, I got this shit on lock

SaSa stabbed, he lucky he alive

But he took it on the hop

Zell pussy, that nigga popped

Made it back to the mix, that nigga gotta stop

Wixk slashed, Von got stomped on vid

Don't know why they mentionin' Pop

Matter fact all them niggas is meetin' the Glock

G2C bullets beatin' the box

I really do drills, so I'm chill wit' the cops

I dare a nigga chill wit' the opps, come back to the block, I'm leavin' niggas shot

Stop, you ain't doin' shit when you run into Pop

.380 small, threw the shit in my sock

This for anybody that's smokin' my mans, it's up, I don't care if you jackin' the 'Wokk

I dare a nigga come through this block, watch I'ma up it and let this shit fly