[Intro: Tay B]
(Coach me, Joey)
Yeah, all facts, lil' n***a, huh?
Man, huh

[Verse 1: Tay B]
These n***as wearin' wires in they attire, though
Send my lil' n***a in Meijer like he Michael, though
Keep a real snotty nose 'cause I'm icy, though
You be beating on your hoes, you like Ikey, though
Huh, my daddy was a kingpin
I'm just like him, I just wanna see my team win
Overdose on bullshit is what your fiend did
I just gained ten pounds, that's what the lean did
Uh, I don't ask where a n***a at
We just do us, we don't like to get into that
I just put her on the road and stuff 'em where her liver at
Ruth Chris the only place we eating dinner at
On the road for days, music shit got me missin' plays
See we chasin' real bags, we ain't doin' shit for fame
Hit Saks and act an ass, yeah, they say I misbehaved
I ain't fuck her, she was funky, tell that bitch to bathe
When you a family, baby, everybody get a chain
When we get Grammys, ain't nobody gon' have shit to say
I ain't got shit for 'em, they ain't have shit for Tay
Stop talking 'bout what you had, you ain't got shit today
[Chorus: Tay B]
Huh, lil' n***a, get your own shit, huh
Stop braggin' 'bout your home's shit, huh
Stop braggin' 'bout that old shit, yeah
Lil' n***a, get your own shit, uh
Had to boss up on my old bitch, yeah
Plain 36, that's my old kit
She fucked me on the low, you ain't know shit, huh
Lil' n***a, get your own bitch

[Verse 2: Tay B]
I got my own crib, got my own bitch
Fucked some cold hoes, I got a long list
Naw, my pants ain't tight, they just fit me, huh
You walk around with big-ass pants and they empty, huh
Kill a rapper and his fans if he diss me, huh
Don't fuck with n***as, they some actors and they iffy, huh
Yeah, we got that cornbread, this ain't Jiffy, huh
N***as know I ain't shy with this glizzy, huh

[Verse 3: Coach Joey]
I heard (What you heard?), you be beating on her
No wonder why she cheating on you (Dummy)
So she slide through and let me put a beating on her (Beat it up)
The bed goin' out, you can hear the squeaks on it (Hear that?)
Take my chain off my neck and make her lick on it (Lick that shit)
I ain't stingy, baby, I'll spend some chips on it
My life a movie, baby, lights, camera, action
I really fucked the city up, Kilpatrick
Takin' care of motherfuckers, I make shit happen
The only thing that I fear is these backstabbers (Snakes)
I'ma brush that shit off like it never happened (It didn't happen)
Wake up, go to Gary, cop another necklace
[Chorus: Tay B]
Huh, lil' n***a, get your own shit, huh
Stop braggin' 'bout your home's shit, huh
Stop braggin' 'bout that old shit, yeah
Lil' n***a, get your own shit, uh
Had to boss up on my old bitch, yeah
Plain 36, that's my old kit
She fucked me on the low, you ain't know shit, huh
Lil' n***a, get your own bitch