What Is You Sayin'

[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?