Allegations (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

Man this shit here crazy

Stupid bitches say we killed my n***a

Say they caught him slipping in South Memphis

I was somewhere sickened

Know how we get down and how we kick it

Fat, you know the business

Had some ups and downs and upped some guns

This shit got kinda wicked

Now I'm out in traffic by myself, I don't know who to trust

This glock got my back, Draco with me clutching on every truck

I'ma keep on smashing, keep yo' name alive and post you up

Bitches wanna fuck 'cause I'm up, but my feelings in my nuts

Swerving through the city in this scat I got 'bout 50 on me

Opps tryna sick bitches on me

Carbon it got 'bout 60 on it

Ever since I lost Taydoe, been crippin' with the kitchen homies

Coldhearted crippin' like I'm Gunna bitch I'm drippin' on 'em

Trapping out a vacant with no neighbor tryna get it in

.357 came with eight shots, I'm tryna let off ten

The plug say he gon' stop sending the bomb

We keep stretching his friend

But little do he know his ass next soon as we meet again

Jason hit my phone like they just booked me for bout 20 racks

Chop that shit in half, send off a ten, he sent me twenty back

The streets say we got ether

Keep on dropping this shit here like crack

And we the ones who started sliming out wit' choppas in the scat

I know what it feels like

Check this make sure this pill right

3 to the chest 1 to the neck

I bet that boy don't heal right

I keep popping all these pills 'cause I like what it feels like

Don't think that I'm slippin' try yo' luck you gon' get killed twice

Uh oh here come Mr. Shiesty

I'm who they can't wait to see

Active in them streets

When shit go down they quick to say it's me

Waiting on my response, but all I got to say is keep it G

Ain't no sense in speaking on the dead but may he rest in peace

Can't change what they feel like

Grab the drac' I don't feel right

Customizing glocks like Call of Duty

What yo' kills like?

N***as having secret smoke, they don't wanna bring to the light

Ain't putting them people in the business

But we chopped it the same night

Can't compare us to them singing n***as we the drill type

Been put down that basketball to go see what the field like

If I ever took from you before I could've did it twice

Creeping through the night I'm not a thief but I'll steal ya life

Blrrrrd

You hear that sound that mean that came from us

Fuck this rapping shit I'm quick as fuck to go get suited up

It's only two n***as that played with us but then they knew what's up

Everytime we found out where they be we came through shooting it up

On God

And all you other n***as hoes

Strapped with the shell catcher, .38 a snub nose

I'm high speeding from helicopters

Police tried to block the road

If I pull over today you might not see me 'till I'm old