Webby's mother was a middle school teacher at Nathan Hale Middle School, his father was a guitarist and he was their only child. He started listening to rap at a young age admiring Eminem, he then started writing his own raps in 2000 at age 11. He attended Greens Farms Academy, a private school in Westport, Connecticut.
Webster has differentiated himself from similar acts in the new hip-hop/frat rap genre through his detailed attention to wordplay. He is recognizable by the high number of tattoos covering his body, most of which pertain to video games (Mortal Kombat, Mario, Boo the Ghost, etc.) or to aspects of 90's culture (Transformers).
He told AllHipHop in 2013, that he uses Adderall in the studio, which he is prescribed. He explained that he was diagnosed with ADD at a young age and has been on attention medication throughout his life. He says to this day that he has very bad attention deficit disorder.
Webster's devoted fans are know as "Ninjas."
Get Down
Chris Webby Lyrics
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Lemme get my fresh on, next on deck.
I just breeze through easy, I haven't stopped yet.
People give me daps, it's just a sign of respect,
For me doin' my damn thing without breakin' a sweat.
Look at me now, I'm doin' it, that's word on my life.
Even this bummy ass white boy can clean up nice.
Button up on, hat crooked to the right,
I'm just here to have a hell of a night,
And I'm ready to get twisted grab the L and a light.
I know this hip hop game just a roll of the dice,
But I know that I'm nice, that's why I'm holdin' the mic.
Flowin' precise, who ever knew this stoner could write,
And spit venom? Get ready for the cobra to strike.
The end of the night? Shit it ain't nowhere in sight,
So stay rockin' with your boy cause the future look bright.
[Chorus] [Chris Webby]
So we get down, bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush and my people everywhere.
And we get down, swag on high,
Windows low, bass bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down, ladies lookin' sexy as hell,
You want a good time? The Webby as well.
So we get down, fill another cup,
Cause we goin' from now till the sun come up.
[Verse 2] [Chris Webby]
And I get down, like I never wanna get up,
I never let up, I keep my head up, dead up,
Fed up, but not havin' my bread up.
But still I'm goin' all in, bitch, put your bed up.
Shred up,
Any track given to me.
It ain't hard for all my dogs and my women to see,
That I can't wait to be king, Simba's livin' in me.
So I'ma roll with it, Kill 'em all subliminally.
Don't even try gettin' at me, it just ain't worth it,
Cause I ain't ever seen a mothafucka be perfect.
Got my own title and I damn sure earned it,
Ain't nothin' I got now I didn't deserve, bitch!
My feet left the surface of Earth cause I'm too fly,
And I don't ever have to come down, do I?
Who I, be? W-E-double B-Y, now who fuckin' with me?
[Chorus] [Chris Webby]
So we get down, bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush and my people everywhere.
And we get down, swag on high,
Windows low, bass bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down, ladies lookin' sexy as hell,
You want a good time? The Webby as well.
So we get down, fill another cup,
Cause we goin' from now till the sun come up.
[Verse 3] [OnCue]
And I get down, like your girl on her knees,
And I got it in the car when we shootin' the breeze.
I wish I could leave, the snow and the leaves,
And see the palm trees, gettin' blown by mamis.
And y'all say my dick bigger than Tom Lee,
And I'm tryna get a piece, like my name Gandhi.
Got my whole state, ridin' behind me,
My back seat big enough so go ahead and sign me.
I murder this rap shit, murder this rap shit,
No I'm not a thug or stuck in a trap, bitch.
Tell all these dudes, "Don't check my tactics,"
Webby I got you, you don't gotta ask it.
Let's wipe 'em up like a goddamn napkin,
Half of these dudes shouldn't even be rappin'.
See, me and you got a purpose,
They should be at Mickey's, flippin' our burgers.
[Chorus] [Chris Webby]
So we get down, bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush and my people everywhere.
And we get down, swag on high,
Windows low, bass bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down, ladies lookin' sexy as hell,
You want a good time? The Webby as well.
So we get down, fill another cup,
Cause we goin' from now till the sun come up.
What?
In "Get Down," Chris Webby talks about his life as a rapper and how he's just getting started. He expresses his confidence and swag, stating that he's doing what he loves without breaking a sweat. He also talks about his ability to write with precision and how he's ready to take over the music industry. OnCue contributes a verse towards the end of the song, where he talks about his own ability to rap and his loyalty to his fellow rappers. The chorus of the song talks about partying and having a good time, with bottles in the air, bass bumping in the car, and people everywhere.
Line by Line Meaning
Lemme get my fresh on, next on deck.
I'm about to start and I'm ready to go.
I just breeze through easy, I haven't stopped yet.
I haven't slowed down, things have been easy for me so far.
People give me daps, it's just a sign of respect,
People showing me respect by putting up their hands for a dap.
For me doin' my damn thing without breakin' a sweat.
I do what I do with ease, and without too much effort.
Look at me now, I'm doin' it, that's word on my life.
I'm succeeding, and I'm serious when I say that.
Even this bummy ass white boy can clean up nice.
Even though I may not look like much, I can still clean up well.
Button up on, hat crooked to the right,
My button-up shirt is on, and my hat is tilted to the right.
Don't gotta look in the mirror cause I know that I'm tight, right?
I don't have to check myself out in the mirror, because I know I look good.
I'm just here to have a hell of a night,
I'm just here to have a good time.
And I'm ready to get twisted grab the L and a light.
I'm ready to smoke a blunt and get drunk.
I know this hip hop game just a roll of the dice,
The hip hop industry is unpredictable, and success is not guaranteed.
But I know that I'm nice, that's why I'm holdin' the mic.
I know I'm talented, and that's why I'm a rapper.
Flowin' precise, who ever knew this stoner could write,
My rapping is on point, and people may not have expected that from me.
And spit venom? Get ready for the cobra to strike.
My lyrics are like venom, they pack a punch and are ready to attack.
The end of the night? Shit it ain't nowhere in sight,
The night isn't over yet, there's still a lot of time left.
So stay rockin' with your boy cause the future look bright.
Stay with me because my future looks promising.
And I get down, like I never wanna get up,
I party hard and don't want to stop.
I never let up, I keep my head up, dead up,
I don't let myself get defeated, and I stay determined.
Fed up, but not havin' my bread up.
I'm annoyed because I'm not making as much money as I want to.
But still I'm goin' all in, bitch, put your bed up.
Despite my financial situation, I'm still giving it my all, and you better do the same.
Any track given to me.
I can rap on any beat.
It ain't hard for all my dogs and my women to see,
My fans know that I'm a good rapper.
That I can't wait to be king, Simba's livin' in me.
I have a lot of ambition, and I want to be at the top of the rap game, like Simba wanted to be king.
So I'ma roll with it, Kill 'em all subliminally.
I'm going to keep rapping and taking shots at my competition subtly.
Don't even try gettin' at me, it just ain't worth it,
Don't even try to come at me or challenge me, it's not worth your time.
Cause I ain't ever seen a mothafucka be perfect.
No one is perfect, and people shouldn't act like they are.
Got my own title and I damn sure earned it,
I have earned my place in the rap industry, and I deserve recognition.
Ain't nothin' I got now I didn't deserve, bitch!
I've worked hard for everything I have, so don't try to take credit or undermine me.
My feet left the surface of Earth cause I'm too fly,
I'm really confident, and I feel like I'm above everyone else.
And I don't ever have to come down, do I?
I don't have to come back down to reality, do I?
Who I, be? W-E-double B-Y, now who fuckin' with me?
Who am I? I'm Chris Webby, who can compete with me?
And I get down, like your girl on her knees,
I party hard, like your girl going down on me.
And I got it in the car when we shootin' the breeze.
I have my weed in the car while we're just hanging out.
I wish I could leave, the snow and the leaves,
I want to leave the cold weather and be somewhere warm.
And see the palm trees, gettin' blown by mamis.
I want to see palm trees and be with beautiful women (getting oral sex).
And y'all say my dick bigger than Tom Lee,
People say I have a big penis.
And I'm tryna get a piece, like my name Gandhi.
I'm trying to get some action, like Gandhi got a piece of the country.
Got my whole state, ridin' behind me,
The people in my state support me and are backing me up.
My back seat big enough so go ahead and sign me.
I have enough space in my car to sign paperwork and become a famous rapper.
I murder this rap shit, murder this rap shit,
I dominate the rap game and kill my competition.
No I'm not a thug or stuck in a trap, bitch.
I'm not a gangster or in a bad situation like trap music portrays.
Tell all these dudes, "Don't check my tactics,"
Tell everyone to stop criticizing my methods.
Webby I got you, you don't gotta ask it.
I've got your back, Chris Webby, you don't have to ask me.
Let's wipe 'em up like a goddamn napkin,
Let's take care of our competition easily.
Half of these dudes shouldn't even be rappin'.
A lot of rappers in the industry aren't talented enough to be successful.
See, me and you got a purpose,
Chris Webby and I have a reason for doing what we do.
They should be at Mickey's, flippin' our burgers.
The rappers who aren't as talented as us should be working fast food, while we make music.
Contributed by Makayla A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@darkdaycuerrier7175
The nostalgia.. it's crazy man you blink and life passes you by
@jljl1439
Just re found this song after charging my old iPhone 4 and going thru my old music, the nostalgia is real !!
@Abunchagood
Chris Webby is way better than the stuff you hear on the radio...he's got talent & more people need to know that!
@cjlemay894
2022 & this song is just straight fire still.
Miss this Webby
@dlm7597
Same I love webby still but I think it’s just the nostalgia that makes us miss the old times
@AMoreRaps
2019!! Yessir, still fire, proud to be from c.t, brings me back to my highscool years!! Peace and love everyone
@charliewassamire689
Lil lb This mixtape along with Macs K.I.D.S was my hight school. Me and my boys just chilling and smoking. Good times.
@rocko9753
Damn 2023 I remember bumping this in 2011 in 9th grade with my homies, ditching school sometimes everybody put ins on some weed go to the park, wait for the connect to come drop off enjoyin being alive, still see them still struggling but damn brings back nostalgia foreal good times
@zombiezdropbeatz
More impressive that he has gotten this far without a label. That is how you know someone is talented.
@infinite9100
10 years later I still know the words to this shit 💯 🔥