YTB Fatt - Calm It Down lyrics
YTB Fatt [Cavon Deshawn Paige] West Memphis, Arkansas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[YTB Fatt - Calm It Down lyrics]
Right there, yeah, g-grab that one
Yeah, grab that one
Yeah, the one with the button on it
(Tony, it's too loud) yeah
Give me that one too, give me that one too
Yeah, yeah on Zay, uh, uh
If I was you niggas
I wouldn't fuck with Macc Fatt and just
Clear the wall in the pawn shop
Uh, police-ass nigga tryna link
With my killers
Sosa been still knockin' off your top
Yeah, nigga, this city so goddamn
Little, you can run, i'ma still get the drop
Yeah, just bought a chopper the
Size of a Glock
Now it's easy to aim for the top
Her nigga already caught me slippin'
I'ma shoot and look fast
I ain't just talkin' out my mouth
I really got racks and rank
In this city, nigga, my grandma can vouch
I got like four millionaires tryna sign me
But, I'm still posted at the crack house
Thirty-seven thousand on my goddamn neck
When i see 'em, on Zay
I'ma still gun 'em down
Wish I could tell Biggie, "We
Ain't linkin' with no pussies
This shit on the floor when you get out"
On lil' Zay, i could've been changed me and
And my hood life but, I ain't even wanna
Take the hundred thousand
Nigga, I'm on the side of my grandma house
223 with a hundred rounds
I heard some more niggas want
Smoke with them Foxes
Went and bought some more hundred rounds
Nigga, I been on the road so
Much, if the smoke get heavy
I ain't goin' out of town
Yeah, I know the gang unit
Got this shit on repeat
So I'm calming it down
Shh, nigga, yeah, calming it down
These niggas know we the deepest in the city
But wait 'til them members on the town
Yeah, I got some niggas still
Tryna slide for Zay
But, I'm calming 'em down
Pussy, we ain't even linkin' up with
New niggas in this shit
It ain't shit with you clowns
Nigga, I ain't gon' lie
Ain't nobody going in this town
My nigga just called, like, "Fatt
I can't slide 'cause bitch
I'm on the stove right now"
Pussy, I know he ain't lying
He stay ready to gun somethin' down
He say when he done cookin' that shit
He gon' get his J's car then beat up the town
Nigga, we the reason why the pawn
Shop runnin' out of K's
Foxes cleaning shit out
I ain't gotta lie 'bout none with
This chop shit, nigga, bitch
We still see droughts
Unc' say the narcotics finna hit the spot so
We took the 'bows from under grandma couch
If you think I'm lyin' in any
Of these songs, on Zay, come figure me out
My young nigga didn't pick the
Phone up for me, so I guess he hangin' out
The window right now
Nigga, you know what come with
Playin' with them Foxes hrr
Air your shit out the feds gon' come if they
Know I put the hrr, on the back of my strap
Every time them pussies hit the 'net, nigga
We buyin' them straps
Nigga, nigga, we buyin' them straps
Pussy, nigga, we buyin' them straps
Yeah, nigga, pull up and air your shit out
I ain't even gotta call my young niggas
They pull up and air your shit out pussy
Yeah, grab that one
Yeah, the one with the button on it
(Tony, it's too loud) yeah
Give me that one too, give me that one too
Yeah, yeah on Zay, uh, uh
If I was you niggas
I wouldn't fuck with Macc Fatt and just
Clear the wall in the pawn shop
Uh, police-ass nigga tryna link
With my killers
Sosa been still knockin' off your top
Yeah, nigga, this city so goddamn
Little, you can run, i'ma still get the drop
Yeah, just bought a chopper the
Size of a Glock
Now it's easy to aim for the top
Her nigga already caught me slippin'
I'ma shoot and look fast
I ain't just talkin' out my mouth
I really got racks and rank
In this city, nigga, my grandma can vouch
I got like four millionaires tryna sign me
But, I'm still posted at the crack house
Thirty-seven thousand on my goddamn neck
When i see 'em, on Zay
I'ma still gun 'em down
Wish I could tell Biggie, "We
Ain't linkin' with no pussies
This shit on the floor when you get out"
On lil' Zay, i could've been changed me and
And my hood life but, I ain't even wanna
Take the hundred thousand
Nigga, I'm on the side of my grandma house
223 with a hundred rounds
I heard some more niggas want
Smoke with them Foxes
Went and bought some more hundred rounds
Nigga, I been on the road so
Much, if the smoke get heavy
I ain't goin' out of town
Yeah, I know the gang unit
Got this shit on repeat
So I'm calming it down
Shh, nigga, yeah, calming it down
These niggas know we the deepest in the city
But wait 'til them members on the town
Yeah, I got some niggas still
Tryna slide for Zay
But, I'm calming 'em down
Pussy, we ain't even linkin' up with
New niggas in this shit
It ain't shit with you clowns
Nigga, I ain't gon' lie
Ain't nobody going in this town
My nigga just called, like, "Fatt
I can't slide 'cause bitch
I'm on the stove right now"
Pussy, I know he ain't lying
He stay ready to gun somethin' down
He say when he done cookin' that shit
He gon' get his J's car then beat up the town
Nigga, we the reason why the pawn
Shop runnin' out of K's
Foxes cleaning shit out
I ain't gotta lie 'bout none with
This chop shit, nigga, bitch
We still see droughts
Unc' say the narcotics finna hit the spot so
We took the 'bows from under grandma couch
If you think I'm lyin' in any
Of these songs, on Zay, come figure me out
My young nigga didn't pick the
Phone up for me, so I guess he hangin' out
The window right now
Nigga, you know what come with
Playin' with them Foxes hrr
Air your shit out the feds gon' come if they
Know I put the hrr, on the back of my strap
Every time them pussies hit the 'net, nigga
We buyin' them straps
Nigga, nigga, we buyin' them straps
Pussy, nigga, we buyin' them straps
Yeah, nigga, pull up and air your shit out
I ain't even gotta call my young niggas
They pull up and air your shit out pussy