They Fightin FTO Sett
"They Fightin" by FTO Sett, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of struggle, resilience, and the harsh realities of street life. The lyrics depict conflict and survival, reflecting the challenges faced in urban environments. Unique elements include a hard-hitting beat and raw, emotive delivery. The song resonates with listeners for its authenticity and relatable experiences.
[Intro]
(Drvmlord)
[Verse 1]
I'm a young nigga from Memphis
Pop out in Gucci, but still rock Balenci'
Ayy, Sett, why you goin' so hard?
They know I'ma pop, they know I'ma get it
Still rock skinny jeans with the fitted
I popped off a corduroy for my visit
Whatever I say, it's a go, they gon' listen
All eyes on me, I know they pay attention
[Chorus]
I'll pop a scooter, me, I'm a legend (Scooter)
My ass HD, I stayed in detention
Burnt an old-head in the school, went missing
Keep me a rubber, I gotta protect it (Magnum)
Hoes in the house, they naked
Bitch brown like Keisha off Belly
They fightin'
Which onе of these hoes jеalous?
I was just dealin' with my celly
[Verse 2]
Sideline, I'm sendin' message
Sent a kite, we killed a spinner (Bond money)
CThirty called, said I'm a legend
They sendin' bottles to my section
Trail this Scat, get you whacked
Hawk Down Gang taught to leave your shit flat (Hawk Down Gang)
She tryna chase me for my racks
I'm bougie, cocky, get back
Don't break a band, throw a stack
I smashed your ho, give her back (Out of here)
I be talkin' the dog shit, niggas just ain't listen yet (Ayy, listen up)
From iPhone to flip phone to iPhone to iPhone to flip phone to iPhone
Gettin' in here
I ain't even gotta touch it, that shit right there for the mail
My lil' niggas in hustle mode, they all step up in them Timbs
My lil' nigga tryna shoot blickies, tell D30 stay up in the gym
I'm DJ livin', he got killed, throw a Perc-10, and, yeah, I can't even heal
I'm shoppin' in Beverly Hills, run it up listenin' to yeah (Slime)
They don't wanna see me here, tryna see me fuck off these M's
(Drvmlord)
[Verse 1]
I'm a young nigga from Memphis
Pop out in Gucci, but still rock Balenci'
Ayy, Sett, why you goin' so hard?
They know I'ma pop, they know I'ma get it
Still rock skinny jeans with the fitted
I popped off a corduroy for my visit
Whatever I say, it's a go, they gon' listen
All eyes on me, I know they pay attention
[Chorus]
I'll pop a scooter, me, I'm a legend (Scooter)
My ass HD, I stayed in detention
Burnt an old-head in the school, went missing
Keep me a rubber, I gotta protect it (Magnum)
Hoes in the house, they naked
Bitch brown like Keisha off Belly
They fightin'
Which onе of these hoes jеalous?
I was just dealin' with my celly
[Verse 2]
Sideline, I'm sendin' message
Sent a kite, we killed a spinner (Bond money)
CThirty called, said I'm a legend
They sendin' bottles to my section
Trail this Scat, get you whacked
Hawk Down Gang taught to leave your shit flat (Hawk Down Gang)
She tryna chase me for my racks
I'm bougie, cocky, get back
Don't break a band, throw a stack
I smashed your ho, give her back (Out of here)
I be talkin' the dog shit, niggas just ain't listen yet (Ayy, listen up)
From iPhone to flip phone to iPhone to iPhone to flip phone to iPhone
Gettin' in here
I ain't even gotta touch it, that shit right there for the mail
My lil' niggas in hustle mode, they all step up in them Timbs
My lil' nigga tryna shoot blickies, tell D30 stay up in the gym
I'm DJ livin', he got killed, throw a Perc-10, and, yeah, I can't even heal
I'm shoppin' in Beverly Hills, run it up listenin' to yeah (Slime)
They don't wanna see me here, tryna see me fuck off these M's
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