ABCGE (feat. BIG30) - Pooh Shiesty

All the the J's to name a wrestler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Name a wrestler (Turn me up, YC) Free smoke (Gangsta Grizzillz) Free smoke I got my money up They put paper on me, but can't pay a nigga to fuck with us Boy, you got your gun or what? Get killed out here tryna knuckle up (Yeah, yeah, tryna fight) Steady hallucinatin', seein' faces in the smoke I puff (Seein' demons) My demons ain't my demons, they my equals, see me, say "What's up?" How you wanna kill me, but you out the way and stay put up? You know it's on sight with us, in broad day, get your melon bust (Get your hеad split) I don't care he told ten yеars ago, he still might tell on us (Might tell) Sometimes I wan' write my opps and ask 'em how bro restin' up Lifted off some strong, make all the Js nickname a wrestler (Yeah) You ain't trap enough, before I rapped, I had some racks put up Right before I came to Memphis, I was ballin', Ja Morant (Ja Morant) They want beef with us and hope I post and turn they Insta' up (Turn they 'Gram up) You'd do whatever for attention from the listeners (To get your bands up) Accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up (You put your gun up) Right after them captions, actin', cappin', like you spinned on us (Like you spinnin') This shit get ridiculous (Yeah, yeah), so I trust in my chopper (I trust in my gun) 55 don dada, know I send shit to the doctor (Send shit to the doctor) That other shit be fraudulent, niggas know who got them bodies (Know who got them bodies) Go get it out the blender, stretch that fit out like Pilates Had money 'fore they signed me (Yeah), I was turnt before they found me (I was turnt up 'fore they found me) I was fuckin' with cocaine way before I met Yo Gotti (Way before I met Yo Gotti) That street shit in my veins, I count a million, can't record it (Blrrrd, blrrrd, ayy, ayy, Gangsta Grillz) When we smoked him, left his brains on the sidewalk (Bah-baow) We ain't out here claimin' bodies like Sauce Walka (Woo) Coke Boy paid dues (Coke Boy, baby) You can catch a RICO tryna get some fake views (Fake views) Suckers out here lose their life stuntin' with fake jewels (For fake jewels) When you rich, you got a watch importer (Watch importer) Niggas dirty, cook a brick in Mississippi water (Mississippi water) Behind the wall, wifey loose, she dippin' with the homie (Dippin' with the homie, haan?) Without a test, ain't no testimony (Testimony) Diss the dead, I still don't condone it (Don't condone it) They want the clout, shoot up the wake, slide back, that's how we cross promote it (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Get the cake, get the weight, then we cook the flour (Flour) Until we die in the grave and they bring the flowers (Coke Boy, baby) La-di-da-di-da-di, body after body Don't let the devil in, holy ghost in that Bugatti (Skrrt) Free smoke, fuck what you heard about me Everything cost, bitch, but all the smoke free Free smoke, fuck all the talk about me (Haan?) Everything cost, bitch, but all the smoke free (Haan?) (Gangsta Grillz) Certified in these streets, you can ask them folks 'bout Lil Rodney I was fourteen years old, strapped with pure passion, every party (That's on the guys) My opps know I'll kill 'em, tell me one time I won't spark 'em (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) Every clique ever had beef, dropped at least one from out they posse (They posse) Stay full of opium, promethazine, and THC (I'm high) It was one nigga that played, but he can't tell you, he deceased (No lie) Promote the violence, menace to society, fuck the peace (Hell nah) Ain't get that blrrrd from out that rod, that's the sound of the AUG (Blrrrd, blrrrd) They shouldn't have ever showed me one bullet can kill a giant (A giant) Very conniving, slingin' iron, a young nigga a slime (A slime) If you gon' diss, stand on wax, people gettin' shot 'cause you hidin' (Stop hidin') Streets fucked up my lil' brain, got me worshipping violence Everythin' cost, bitch, but all this smoke free Come get some of this free smoke, bitch Montana, BIG30, EST Gee, haan?

Mmm, Manny cook that shit, uh (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd) No pad, no pen shit Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd-blrrrd Blrrrd, blrrrd, big blrrrd No postin' on my block, ayy, you either shoppin' or servin' .357 'cross my lap, just for Mista, we purgin' We whack shit on the scene, you blessed if you made it to surgery He spoke on Geno, told my hitter, "Go get him, it's urgent" They put that battery in his back and I ain't even slide for him He send a threat from a hospital bed, be quiet, boy Big boy .45, boy, nine, ten, eleven, my slide toy Every chain white or rose, but this Gucci link my vibe choice Ayy, you been smokin'? Say some', get too close, my niggas spray some' For smokin', Geno laced him, 'fore he know it, the members faced him Boy, you were damn near wasted, watch where you drop the location Did all my lil' hoe up, I got in my lil' situation, that my lil' shit Might fuck out here, that my lil' bitch Louis frame, Louis kicks, exclusive gang, Louis V stitch Got shot so many times and lived (smurk), call him Lil 50 Cent I had a nine in two years, I miss my Glock 26 (brrah) (let's get it) Me and Von was fightin' our case together, the state had to see our face together (gang) Switches go broom-broom, fifty-thousand to stitch his face together (brrah) I don't like Qua', I like Wock', Wock' in the Peach crush because I taste it better (let's get it) Louis belt with a hoodie to hide my dreads and hold my Drac' together (on gang) Fightin' over hits, like where he go? Shit, who chased them better? (Me) Can't trust these hoes from nobody hood no more, they backdoor, play together (bitch) Me, I gotta keep a gun, I'll drop my lo' (let's get it) I gotta keep a fund, these killers 'round me (let's get it) Ain't never gon' run, if it's up, then it's stuck (let's get it), and that's on my son, nigga (bah) PPP got you feelin' yourself, that's a Cartier, that ain't no Patek, nigga (pussy) Touch 2-5 hunnid-K, on Pluto grave, I ain't no average nigga (grrah) We done been through shit inside them trenches, you can't imagine, nigga (let's get it) I'm with the same niggas, we used to hoop on crates inside them alleys, nigga (man, what?) No postin' on my block, ayy, you either shoppin' or servin' .357 'cross my lap, just for Mista, we purgin' We whack shit on the scene, you blessed if you made it to surgery He spoke on Geno, told my hitter, "Go get him, it's urgent" They put that battery in his back and I ain't even slide for him He send a threat from a hospital bed, be quiet, boy Big boy .45, boy, nine, ten, eleven, my slide toy Every chain white or rose, but this Gucci link my vibe choice

Brrt Hmm, guard up Wanna keep, don't start up Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early agе, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up Keep clutchin' my fire stick We check a nigga challenge, yeah (let's go) You won't see me leave outside the house without my hammer (no) And my lil' niggas bangin' Shiesty gang in Alabama (brrt, brrt) Ayy, these lemon squeeze'll bust his cherry Clip hold a banana (brrt, brrt, brrt) Shit got stiff, can't wait to pull up on the block, ridin' Phantom I know I'm slidin' like a sled in the snow but I ain't Santa (no) My hoe know her head fire She get to showin' off for the camera (yeah, she gon' show off) Beat it bad like Michael Jackson, ayy, this my Dirty Diana Ayy, how you let a snake up in the grass, nigga, up in the house? Soon as we get them bowls in, T the P gon' take 'em out Got Key and Glock up on me right now 'cause I chose the Paper Route You niggas better use a GPS and take the safer route, brrt I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up We with it today (we slime) We with it today (we slime) It's just me and baby, Shiesty (yeah) And we two deep in a Wraith (yeah, yeah, yeah) We with it today (we slime) We with it today (we slime) It's just me and baby, Shiesty And we two deep in a Wraith (yeah, yeah, yeah) See, this Draco came with side effects, I tote a baby K Who want smoke with me? I pull up any time at any day This is not a .223, this chopper here shoot through your head Get that work out like a fitness room, you know we movin' weight Been feelin' like my birthday every day, wake up and get the cake Ayy, I was smokin' out the P, weighin' up ounces, smokin' shade No, I can never let a nigga slide, I can't let 'em speak Shots fired, he on Fox live, bullet to his face, brrt I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up Brrt, brrt, big brrt Brrt, brrt Brrt

This shit gonna get crazy Ayy, man, this shit finna get crazy, man Blow ya out, blow ya out (TP, baby) Took your chain to get repo'd Jack your ass like I'm Steve-O Switchin' lanes in a cheat code Lil' nigga, stick to the G-code And everybody know I'm slimy, so they try to play it close Certified sniper watchin' me, so practice your approach It's seven 'bows in this straight-eight And bitch, I'm hotter than May 8 Pooh Shiesty Day November 8 I'm a savage, stick to my cake Just met the plug on a rio I might pop out with K Carbon, I'm like Stitch and she Leo When them bullets knock you down, ain't gon' stop, I'm gon' get close Don't get caught at the Citgo Pass that Glock, that assist, though I put Drac' in a trench coat He got snaked for a Gen4 Where he at? Get his kinfolks Draco wet him, get him soaked for a little nine at the most Found out my day one done got laced I couldn't eat shit for 'bout two days Didn't sleep three nights behind Trey Day 'Cause I told him to wait for me Rico called me five times, I still call him back to this day And you won't never throw a rock and turn the other way The judge know my niggas comin' home and she lowered their bond Couple might gon' slip away, but it's how far you let 'em run I'm a threat up in these streets, I been on both sides of they gun These niggas talk about me every day, but see me, don't do nothin' Nine Glocks in a briefcase, we got that shit on the PJ I went up ten with Lil DJ, 11 racks in the V8 Smooth dude, when I was still in school I fucked on the TA (I had to get them grades) And I'll still pull a robbery, I'm too stuck in my ways, damn Shit, fuck Brrrt Brrrt Brrrt, brrrt, brrrt Hey, ayy 50 shots out a J-double-E-P, that's for Tee Da P Got a problem 'cause my nigga took somethin', come get it from me Livin' by extortion, in this dirty game, we play for keeps I got people out in Cali waitin' on damn fool to release I just missed a call from LB, I know it's 'bout some P's I be wantin' to take them trips, but shit be happenin' when I leave I can't end up on no tee, all these folks dependin' on me So before I let myself go, I'ma let go 33 This shit for real, nigga (yeah) You can't come around me without no kill, nigga (no, you can't, never) Never signed no paperwork or signed no deal, nigga (Never wrote a statement, nigga) This shit for real, nigga (brrrt) Yeah, nigga Ayy, and free Lil 100K, let him on the hill, nigga And you know I'm on the pill, nigga