[Intro]
(ZayToven)
[Chorus]
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, ain't get cash
What you saying, homes?
[Verse 1]
Wrestling with the work, I fingerfuck the dope, man
Hell yeah, Gucci Mane the plug, but you still be the dopeman
I had to search them niggas down, 'fore the money change hands
If you thinking of jacking Gucci, you fuckers better change plans
My buddy say he found God and that he's a changed man
I whipped the dope so hard, it jumped thirty-eight grams
You shopping with the middle-man, went through like thirty-eight hands
I got a thirty-eight special so I'm aiming at heads
[Chorus]
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, y'all ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, y'all ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?
[Verse 2]
Nighttime in the hood, but my wrist glowing
Found out your auntie smoke that pipe, yeah she been blowin'
And you ain't gotta come with her, but your bitch goin'
Drop 'rari in the hood, got the tits showin'
She kick it with me the long way, yeah she fieldgoalin'
Stupid racks in the wall, yeah they Mildewin'
She say that you can't pay the bills, let the bitch do it
And even you can get some money, it ain't shit to it
[Chorus]
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, y'all ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?
[Verse 3]
Tell me what you saying, homes
Then play it right, you played it wrong
Got a badass bitch that stayed at home
And you're home alone and on your own
How the fuck you have the audacity to puff yo' lips and call my phone?
Ain't no word 'bout casualties
Ain't no one dead without tragedies
You steady baller blockin' me
But your bitch still wanna tackle me
I know the feds wanna shackle me
Dopeboys in my faculties
Put a hundred Gs in your bitch house
But don't spend nothin' without askin' me
[Chorus]
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, y'all ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?
Me and you bitch get along, what you saying, homes?
You and money don't get along, what you saying, homes?
I'm on the road, always gone, but you stay at home
You niggas mad, y'all ain't get cash, what you saying, homes?