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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