DC The Don - PSA lyrics

Told my mama, "Pick which one you want"
She want that all black
(Ooh)
(I really be havin' it like that)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, go, go)

Ayy, blowin' the brains (Ahh)
Eatin' Crème brûlée and Shrimp
Them nasty young niggas is fiends
(Yeah)
They done fucked around plenty of times, so
If I get dressed, I'm fitted
Ayy
(Go, Ooh)
I'm fresh at it, I'm kickin' their
Ass, tryna get my pockets fitted
Ayy
(Yeah)

It's a PSA, Mr. Put That
Shit On Nike Fitted
Ayy
Mr. I Get To Them Fries, can't
Live this shit I'm livin'
Ayy
(Go)
Tryna live like a dog, I'ma get
My get back with my bitches
Ayy
I invited too many hoes straight to
The midnight kickback, shit got wicked
Ayy
(What? Go, go)

Opened up that voice-mail
That shit was a throwback
I was drunk driving in an SRT
I think that you should know that
(Yeah)
Pardon me, had to switch my shit up cool
I got my flow back
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shit ain't been the same since
My fam' did me
So dirty, I swear this industry all cap
Yeah
Trapped in my head, I'ma text your phone
Send the shit in all caps
I remember you asked if I liked being
Famous, this shit ain't all that
Yeah
And you know I'm straight on my own
But I hate when you don't call back
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I hate that we feel like
We only wasting time, it's okay
Ayy
(Go)
Nigga, don't play with The Don, play
With yo bitch, get jaw smashed
Yeah
So many niggas tryna take my spot
You get yo paw snatched
Lil' Donny goin' up, tryna bully niggas
Tryna get your paw back
I'ma leave my mark, I'ma make
My M's, and fall back
Ayy

It's a PSA, Mr. Put That
Shit On Nike Fitted
Ayy
Mr. I Get To Them Fries, can't
Live this shit I'm livin'
Ayy
Tryna live like a dog, I'ma get
My get back with my bitches
Ayy
I invited too many hoes straight to
The midnight kickback, shit got wicked
Ayy