Own Shit

Lyrics

[Intro: Tay B] (Coach me, Joey) Yeah, all facts, lil' nigga, huh? Man, huh [Verse 1: Tay B] These niggas wearin' wires in they attire, though Send my lil' nigga 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 nigga 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' nigga, get your own shit, huh Stop braggin' 'bout your home's shit, huh Stop braggin' 'bout that old shit, yeah Lil' nigga, 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' nigga, 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 niggas, they some actors and they iffy, huh Yeah, we got that cornbread, this ain't Jiffy, huh Niggas 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' nigga, get your own shit, huh Stop braggin' 'bout your home's shit, huh Stop braggin' 'bout that old shit, yeah Lil' nigga, 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' nigga, get your own bitch