Let’s See Lyrics by YTB Fatt
Fatt, what’s up with you?
What’s going on with it, man? What you doing man?
Man, where we at with it man?
We in memphis, man. Fresh from west memphis
Just came ‘cross the bridge right quick to *** with you
*** you talkin’ ‘bout? Let’s get right into it
I’m ready, man
Let’s do it
Hahaha
I don’t know what these niggas talkin’ about, fatt been had it
I been totin’ these cannons
You know that *** want me,
That’s why you holdin’ her for ransom
You ain’t ever got stopped by the police
And made a bad ass b!Tch put the *** in her ***
***, I don’t give a *** ‘bout this cheese,
I’m havin’ it, give her four thousand, I ain’t braggin’
But she know this *** still some pimpin’,
That’s why she call me “daddy”
***, my hood *** up, evеrytime a opp die,
They hit thе internet laughing
4500 a p, this ain’t wet-cake,
*** this gumbo-package
Walking through the airport smelling like super fly,
I forgot to seal that package
Scrolling through ig, see me on saycheese,
I was pick that backend up,
Shoot back to the jet, (phew) back to the miami
***, I got bd’s boppin’ they head,
They know this g *** slamming
7 for 14, spent that g *** quick then go back to a zigga
***, I don’t give a damn if I got one leg,
Stand on this *** correctly
Him and his *** got hit up the same night
But we caught ‘em separate
All this *** I got myself into,
I ain’t call nobody and say, “help me”
Playin’ with me, that’s like eatin’
Some candy, ***, this *** ain’t healthy
***, *** just text, “I’m pregnant”,
Finna book her a flight just to punch on her belly
I don’t give a damn if I cancel this meeting gotti,
I’ma make sure y’all get it
(hrr, hrr) ***, don’t run from this,
This ak a spine splitter
If y’all catch that puccy at mcdonald’s,
I’m paying mcdouble to get ‘em
I don’t care if he make it, ***,
I’ll still give you ten-thousand if you hit ‘em
I don’t know if he can take it, ***,
These .556s rip through livers
20 young niggas around me, I know for a fact,
19 done killed some’ ***
***, stop all that cappin’ and lyin’,
You ain’t never seen *** get cooked up, ***
These niggas puttin’ on a image,
You ain’t never seen none get whipped up, ***
You ugly as *** young ***,
That’s why it look like you killed some’, ***
Niggas ain’t shootin’ they pistols,
I really hang around niggas that’s clappin’ niggas
I really hang with killers,
*** ain’t grew up hanging ‘round action figures
I know I just signed me a deal but before this ***,
I been touched six figures
I was that young *** in my hood,
Like ‘hundred, I shoot, bet it, ***
I can’t send no hits through buddy,
He gon’t talk, he ain’t ready, ***
I just got off the phone with lil meech,
He say, “fatt, you ready, ***”
Take that *** out the cabinet,
I prefer that pot, ***, we don’t want that skillet
All these hoes be saying, “dj khaled”, *** fatt did it
