Allegations BIG30 (Ft. Pooh Shiesty)

[Intro: BIG30]
Fuck (TP, baby)
Blrrd

[Verse 1: BIG30]
Man, this shit here crazy, stupid bitches say we killed my nigga
Say they caught him slippin' in South Memphis, I was somewhere sickin'
Know how we get down and how we kick it, facts, you know the business
Had some ups and downs, they upped some guns, this shit got kind of wicked
Now I'm out in traffic by myself, I don't know who to trust
This Glock got my back, Draco with me, clutchin' on every truck
I'ma keep on smashin', keep your name alive and post you up
Bitches wanna fuck 'cause I'm above my feelings in my nuts
Swervin' through the city in this Scat, I got 'bout fifty on me
Opps tryna sic bitches on me, carbine, it got 'bout sixty on it
Ever since I lost Tadoe, been creepin' with the kitchen homies
Cold-hearted, Crippin' like I'm Gunna, bitch, I'm drippin' on 'em
Trappin' out a vacant with no neighbors, tryna get it in
.357 came with eight shots, I'm tryna let off ten
The plug say he gon' stop sending the bows, we keep stressin' his friend
Well, little do he know, his ass next soon as we meet again
Jason hit my phone like, "They just booked me for 'bout twenty racks"
Chop that shit in half, send off a ten, he send me twenty back
The streets say we got ether, keep on droppin', this shit here like crack
And we the ones who started slimin' out with choppers in the Scat (Blrrd)
I know what it feel like, take this, make sure this pill right
Three to the chest, one to the neck, I bet that boy don't heal right
I keep poppin' all these pills 'cause I like what it feel like
And don't think that I'm slippin', try your luck, you gon' get killed twice