Calm Down Ralo Ralo

[Intro]
Yeah! Ah! Yeah!
I'ma need someone to calm me down
I miss Frank Lucas, Pablo Escobar
I’m Pablo, nigga! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ya!

[Verse 1]
Hello, good morning America
I sell the dope in the area
I got the game I can't give it back
I don’t go out bad
I can’t live with that
We send em shots where your children at
We shoot wherever you’re living at
I don't make no deals you gone deal wit dat
Fuck how you feel we ain’t feelin dat
We come to your block and leave you on the curb
We’ll get this fuck niggas what they deserve
All of my shooters just wait on my word
We shoot that bitch up from the first to the 30th
Get glocket in the club and you won't make it home
My niggas with it what ever u on
(Talk all that shit that you said on that phone)
We gonna do all of these fuck niggas wrong
They want the realest they after me
None of these rapper they half of me
I run the shit like a athlete
These niggas sweet as a cavity
None of ya rappers ain’t sellin' no dope
I’m the lil nigga dat gave niggas hope
You bought those juvelery I (ruggas?) and shove
I bought my jewelry on robbin and dope