Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Me & You, artist - Berner. Album song Drugstore Cowboy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Record label: Taylor Gang
Song language: English
Me & You |
Everybody stressing, ain’t no question I’m too fresh |
And no, I wouldn’t test him, yeah, I’m guessing he’ll shoot next |
Groupies bust it open while I’m thumbing through show checks |
I love my ho bitch, she just got me this Rolex |
Dipped in this Louie shit, homie you smoke less |
I rolled 20 joints to the neck, leave the house with a vest |
40 cal in my 'vette, and my deck bay shit |
I’m a rep, I’m a vet, white stones on my neck |
Puerto Rican bitch, pretty as hell |
And this weed got the craziest smell |
Ain’t no way I’m a fail, Or spend another day in the jail |
Big fish in the game I’m a whale, 20 packs in the mail |
All that Lean got your face all pale |
White ghost on my tail, but I’ll make bail |
If the Feds really trying to fuck me |
I’ll tell the judge to suck me |
I’m getting dope money, I’m counting blow money |
I love the ho money (I love the ho money) |
Me and you (me and you) me and you (me and you) |
Me and you (me and you) me and you (me and you) |
I’m getting dope money, I’m counting blow money |
I love the whole money (I love the ho money) |
Me and you (me and you) me and you (me and you) |
Me and you (me and you) me and you (me and you) |
Court in the morning, bought a foreign on Friday |
I buy some new Jordan’s, pouring Lean on the highway |
She calls me the devil, I’m a hell of an asshole |
If you ain’t about cash, ho, I’ll probably flash yo |
25 packs sold, today was a good day |
I ain’t lose no one close to me, now let’s pray |
God watch over me, while I hustle |
Baby, think about our future while I fuck you, let me tell you why I love you |
Huh, and dedication’s the key |
You’re in the islands celebrating with me, they’re trying tell you to leave |
They told you that I sold you a dream |
You just love selling pussy for me, fresh dip |
New M6 driftin' while this good shit burns |
Hold the Kush smoke in, 'til my whole chest hurts |
And if the Feds really trying to fuck me |
I’ll go to trial with dirty money |
Zero game, no charm |
I’m always an alien to these Earthlings when they see me with two bitches on |
both arms |
Hair whipped chest curl locks, and all I ever wanted in life |
Was a verse from Snoop, a bitch to quit lying, and my picture on the S-curl box |
And I’m a get her pimpin', it’s like throwin a 2 by 4 up in the air |
And turn it into a pimp stick before it hits the ground and hit her with it |
And not a physically hit, it’s the recognition from the top to the block |
To the knock, turn of day Suga Free valentino look at him he’s fly isn’t it |
bitch? |
And I ain’t used to messes I’m telling you man, I ain’t used to guessin |
Want one of you fools to test us |
They just gave my home boy 35 years for dropping a bitch off, the charge: |
Human Trafficking |
And they’re gonna cite the bitch they’re gonna let that ho out to ho another day |
Bitch you feel good, don’t you? |
But you won’t have the luxury of locking me up when you want to |
So fuck a bitch, I was watching Family Feud, Steve Harvey said |
«Name one thing you do early in the morning, «bitch said, «Suck a dick!» |