PSA Pt. 2 lyrics

[Chorus - Benzo B]
b*tch is a smoochie, with a do me
Free the money and sh*t that I got
My n*ggas EDK, and we like that
Jack and Drilly put you in a box
I f*ck with some grapes in New York, y'all know what's up
I don't know why n*ggas saying what's up
Mud if it's up, then we leaving them stuck
Like, yeah we leaving them stuck
And I got a baddie, she toting my gun
Look through peas, you better not run
Smokin' on Lotti mixing with the Dummy, this sh*t got a kick got me going dumb
Like, and we really do never trust SugarHill, get the money, I'm photoing next
And knocking the pain, respect me
b*tch, suck my di*k, just like how I sex

[Verse 1 - Benzo B]
All my 'ooters is walking with straps
They not with thе politic, talking on apps
SugarHill, you know that's a fact, when we up in the world, in my hood you know I'm thе man
Me and Gimy, yeah we movin' milly, we on the map and we moving the city
John Wilkes, a opp in a-
John Wilkes, put a dump in a opp
You looking like some bugs, see a opp and he going up
Hollows hit his chest, have him throwing up
Tryna bang a n*gga, that's the cuz'
Yeah, he be tweaking when he off the drugs
See him Shh-, we gon' let it dump
n*ggas be hating on, I don't give a f*ck
Sippin' Henny, smoking on the Runtz
Always situated, if a n*gga front
Call my rippy, backing up the pump
n*ggas on my di*k, I'm still going up
[Chorus - Benzo B]
b*tch is a smoochie, with a do me
Free the money and sh*t that I got
My n*ggas EDK, and we like that
Jack and Drilly put you in a box Blow, blow
I f*ck with some grapes in New York, y'all know what's up
I don't know why n*ggas saying what's up
Mud if it's up, then we leaving them stuck
Like, yeah we leaving them stuck

[Bridge - PJ Glizzy]
Blaow, blaow
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Blaow, blaow

[Verse 2 - PJ Glizzy]
Yo Roscoe, hit him with hollows
We done just put that lil' boy in gelatto
Skurta we bugging, Dotty be clutching
Smokin' Lee Drilly we shooting him-
Shout out to Benzo, yeah that's the buzzin'
He jackin' the set, yeah we leaving him stuck in
Runnin' in Russians, n*ggas be bluffin'
Talk on the net, and that sh*t get you wacked
n*ggas talkin', Blockstarr doin' with a .10
I'mma slide through, with a lil' .30
I'mma get sturdy when I'm off the-what?
Get sturdy when I'm off the yurkies
OYOG, yeah we movin' sturdy
I'm with Banga and Roscoe and 30
Now these b*tches wanna f*ck and they-what?
Now these b*tches wanna f*ck and they sturdy
[Chorus - Benzo B]
b*tch is a smoochie, with a do me
Free the money and sh*t that I got
My n*ggas EDK, and we like that
Jack and Drilly put you in a box
I f*ck with some grapes in New York, y'all know what's up
I don't know why n*ggas saying what's up
Mud if it's up, then we leaving them stuck
Like, yeah we leaving them stuck
And I got a baddie, she toting my gun
Look through pain, you better not run
Smokin' on Lotti mixing with the Dummy, this sh*t got a kick got me going dumb
Like, and we really do never trust SugarHill, get the money, I'm photoing next
And knocking the pain, respect me
b*tch, suck my di*k, just like how I sex