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[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] Gang and them, alright (Groovesbymarsh) (CJ, this beat so cold) "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Propane accessories For real, though Hm [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get the best of me "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get thе best of me [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] I'm married to thе money, but you can have what's left of me Every day I leave the house, I'm ridin' with a felony Solo dolo 'cause I know I ain't gon' tell on me You must be blind if you can't tell I'm eatin' She came to eat meat but she said she was vegan I hang around bosses, not no leeches On the court or on the field, not no bleachers I'm a coach, I got game for you, I'm not no teacher [?] one of your homies losin', you not no leader She came with the big loaf and think I'm not gon' bleed her Quick to cut a bitch off and I'm not gon' need her Bitch gon' get down or lay down, I'm Beanie Sigel That get money music, not no Christmas jingle Got big stacks of chips, we gettin' Pringles Blow exotic Stincy buds like head and diesel I done crashed more foreigns than Vin Diesel (Plug) [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get the best of me "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get the best of me [Verse 2: ItsManMan] I'm way too cool, way too rude for a bitch He had left her 'round ManMan and she got hit If he a stand up guy, bet Pip Pip'll make him sit I heard you kiss hoes, I leave my children on they lips, huh It's me and the Plug, we not the ones to pass on He was a scammer, but that check ain't last long Had to tell her 'bout your lips, don't get too loud, I'll smack hoes This the Stinc Team, we terrorize your squad like Fat Joe, huh High before the show, I done forgot the whole song She won't put it in my pocket and I'ma tell her, "Oh no" Your bitch a wide receiver, tell her, "Catch this nut", she go long A nigga 5'8", but still'll hit your ass with four-four Niggas think shit sweet until we burn they taste buds I'm so tired of broke hoes and fake thugs I came for the neck, I didn't come to make love You wanna hang with us, then, bitch, bring a bag and pay up [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get the best of me "What you smokin' on, Ralfy?" Gas, propane accessories He broke, he ain't gon' never learn 'bout no longevity Bitch, you ain't got no cash, don't even step to me I'm way too cool to let a bitch get the best of me