[Intro]
DecadeZ on the slap

[Chorus: Too $hort]
N***as always talk a lot of shit, huh? (Ayy)
'Til we get to aimin' from the hip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
You know I'm really with it off the rip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
N***as ain't sayin' shit, that's a trip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
Right now, we hella lit, huh (Ayy, ayy)
God damnit, I'll steal a n***a's bitch, huh (Uh, ayy)
I pull up like this, huh
They don't let a real n***a in this bitch, huh (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
Yep, wit' yo bitch ass
Hell no, you can't get your shit back
You ain't never gon' get that
Forget about it, we ain't fuckin' with your bitch ass
That's why we took your shit
You a bitch any way you look at it, n***a
Now what you gon' do wit' your bitch ass?
Fuck you and your crew with y'all bitch ass
That's why we mobbin' on you n***as
Ain't no secret who been robbin' all you n***as
It ain't safe out here for your bitch ass
Yeah, we did that, but don't tell the police though
Your hood pass got repo'ed
Now who you gon' call, all them weak hoes?
They supposed to be some soldiers, right?
But we gon' put 'em on the stroll like hoes tonight, bitch
[Chorus: Too $hort]
N***as always talk a lot of shit, huh? (Ayy)
'Til we get to aimin' from the hip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
You know I'm really with it off the rip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
N***as ain't sayin' shit, that's a trip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
Right now, we hella lit, huh (Ayy, ayy)
God damnit, I'll steal a n***a's bitch, huh (Uh, ayy)
I pull up like this, huh
They don't let a real n***a in this bitch, huh (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: DJ Upgrade]
Ayy
I ain't playin' wit' your bitch ass
Lyin' on your dick wit' your bitch ass
You can't hit my blunt, you probably lick ass (Ugh)
You ain't with the shit wit' your bitch ass (Swear)
Starin' at my bitch wit' your slick ass (Bitch)
The hood don't even fuck with your snitch ass (You a snitch)
Come to killer Cali tryna kiss ass
And fuck my ex-bitch wit' her witch ass (Hey, bitch)
You won't even bang shit with your bitch ass
Better Google my clique with your bitch ass
Think you Money Making Mitch, but he Sinbad (Who?)
We push weight, grip iron, we the gym rats (Hold on)
Pull up grippin' your bitch ass (Haha)
She said you borin', my dick Six Flags (Ayy)
She screamed, "Bloody Mary," when I hit that
She got a hundred missed calls from your bitch ass (Damn)
[Chorus: Too $hort]
N***as always talk a lot of shit, huh? (Ayy)
'Til we get to aimin' from the hip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
You know I'm really with it off the rip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
N***as ain't sayin' shit, that's a trip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
Right now, we hella lit, huh (Ayy, ayy)
God damnit, I'll steal a n***a's bitch, huh (Uh, ayy)
I pull up like this, huh
They don't let a real n***a in this bitch, huh (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 3: Compton AV]
Chain lookin' like a cooler on your bitch ass (Bling)
Stick longer than a ruler on your bitch ass (Yeah)
Mask off like I'm Future on your bitch ass
Don't make a n***a put these shooters on your bitch ass (Brrt)
All I wanna do is ball on your bitch ass (Swish)
Buy out the whole mall on your bitch ass
You the type of n***a show up to the strip club broke
I throw it up and watch it fall on your bitch ass
Rain on your bitch ass, game on your bitch ass
I came with the gang, you a lame with your bitch ass
N***a, where you from? You don't bang with your bitch ass
Thuggin' on the 'net, then you change with your bitch ass
My n***a, yous a real-life bitch
I say, my n***a, yous a real-life bitch
Real, real-real-real life bitch
N-n***a, where you from? You don't bang with your bitch ass
[Chorus: Too $hort]
N***as always talk a lot of shit, huh? (Ayy)
'Til we get to aimin' from the hip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
You know I'm really with it off the rip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
N***as ain't sayin' shit, that's a trip, huh? (Ayy, ayy)
Right now, we hella lit, huh (Ayy, ayy)
God damnit, I'll steal a n***a's bitch, huh (Ayy, ayy)
I pull up like this, huh
They don't let a real n***a in this bitch, huh (Ayy, ayy)