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[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Come on, GlockBoyz, nigga
(His name's Pablo)

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee & RTB MB]
Man, I'm like Chris Tucker, niggas ain't fuckin' with the smoke, dog
And matter fact, man, I'm a menace just like O-Dog
I'm in the crib with your bitch throwin' Franklins like it's Snowfall
Shit, we pull up with them sticks on the scene if my bro call
Nigga, I used to skip the whole school, ain't make it to the hall
Shit, I was broke as hell, you wouldn't catch me in no mall
Man, I be tellin' hoes I love 'em, after I fuck 'em, I don't call
Yeah, I would never call back

[Verse 1: RTB MB & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Type of nigga fuck your main bitch and tell hеr fall back
Man, pull up on a nigga, steal one of his homies, can't gеt your dog back
And what you call that? A victim
You better watch your main dogs, he double-cross you like he Christian
I'm from the South, but I got niggas throwin' five like Jameis Winston
Before rappin', I had hoes bringin' me money like I was pimpin'
Now I fuck hoes that I ain't never saw in life, it's gettin' ridiculous
Did it again, couple thousand on the 'fit, ain't even take no pics

[Verse 2: RTB MB]
Slapped my bitch, then I hit the gas, I told her she can't take no shits
Purple in that baby bottle, told my niece she can't take no sips
All these blues on us, I overhead bitches sayin', "They so Crip"
Told an opp mama I'ma pop her and her son over Ray ho shit

[Verse 3: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
I know my bitch curious, she just went grocery shoppin', I'm finna raid her shit
Niggas workin', get no money, that shit don't make no sense
I'm like a nigga that's constipated, I don't take no shit
I be fuckin' her 'til she cry, but she don't take the dick

[Verse 4: RTB MB]
Last nigga died, I advise you not to make no diss
Nigga, that's like suicide
We'll let them Rugers fly
Fuck your bitch from two to five
Pull out them Dracs on the weekend, your whole crew'll die

[Verse 5: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Nigga think I got the hoes 'cause he just caught me out with two of mine
I'm drivin' fast, my granny say this shit's like suicide
I'm finna meet up with the plug, I got my shoes untied
Man, house niggas really make me mad, I hate they guts
Like I was joggin' uphill, I ran it up
And she like, "When you comin' home?" I'm like, "Probably a couple months"
I'm really already at home, she just don't know it, I'm the one

[Verse 6: RTB MB]
They like, "What type of sticks you got?" It's asthma, probably a couple pumps
My niggas tryna air some niggas, probably make 'em jump
That switch hit his shoulder and his knee, it probably made him krump
That bitch think she slick as hell, she puttin' molly in that punch
I called her last second for the neck, she don't choke up in that clutch
I said it's her and her friend, I made 'em double dutch
I feel like Mike Redd with them 22s if you ever owe me bucks
And TeeJaee caught an opp, he got to cheesin', so I called him Chuck

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee & RTB MB]
Man, I'm like Chris Tucker, niggas ain't fuckin' with the smoke, dog
And matter fact, man, I'm a menace just like O-Dog
I'm in the crib with your bitch throwin' Franklins like it's Snowfall
Shit, we pull up with them sticks on the scene if my bro call
Nigga, I used to skip the whole school, ain't make it to the hall
Shit, I was broke as hell, you wouldn't catch me in no mall
Man, I be tellin' hoes I love 'em, after I fuck 'em, I don't call
Yeah, I would never call back