It's just me
And my bitch
She hates my guts
She makes me sick
I curse her out
She cuss me out
Then we make up
Mother*** on the couch
On the couch
My main batch in the front, you off in a fight
My other batch tryna *** each other by each other here
And pull out a patch
Both of them got Vaseline on their face so they both don't get scratched
My neighbors ain't trippin' cause they used to that
The police don't respond cause they know that we'll be right back
Together, forever
Like that, like that
Never Chris-knockin' under presentation even though pressure busts pipes
My bitch got my back, whether I'm wrong or I'm right
I'm a gangster not a little maddish cause I go zany and bad
A lightweight part-time comedian, she like when I make her laugh
The other day we was just kickin' it and pow-wowing and ***
Havin' breakfast at the Waffle House
The cheese and the pretzels


Then all of a sudden come rushing some more mysterious bitch
Talking and hooping and hollering bout she pregnant and ***
I reach back as far as I can go, I can get
Then I slap the *** out that hoe with the back of my fist
It's just me, it's just me, man
And my bitch, and my bitch
She hates my guts, she hate my guts
She makes me sick, I can't stand
I curse her out, out
She cuss me out
Then we make up
*** on the couch
Listen up, y'all, how is it?
Seems like every time a nigga get hollered
A nigga in India something wrong
Caught me sextexing on my smartphone
I'm like, what the *** is this bitch on?
Her parents don't really like me cause they know we be on that thug love
And they don't get off on our business cause cum is thicker than blood
But her brothers be trying to test me, size me up and meme up
But they know that I pack that iron and I'm good with the gloves
But for the most part, we cool and I respect steak gangsta
I got a baby body sister, we family, I ain't no stranger
Me and my bitch got one of them love-hate relationships, we some fools
Break up to make up and ***, cuss and argue and feud
She don't wanna see me with her, and I don't wanna see her with dudes
But the problem with me and her is all we do is accuse
But at the end of the ***ing day, I'm a man out of mouth
She got more money than me, but I wear the pants in this house
It's just me, it's just me, man
And my bitch, and my bitch
She hates my guts, she hates my guts
She makes me sick, I can't stand her
I curse her out, out, out
She cuss me out, out, out
Then we make up, we make up, man
*** on the couch, on the couch
Bitch, bitch, can't live with him, can't live without him
We put our trust in, but we still down
Me and my bitch
I love her panties, my nigga, she love my dirty drawers
I love her panties, my nigga, she love my dirty drawers
Can't live with him without him
We put our trust in, but we still down
It's just me, man, and my bitch
She hates my guts
She makes me sick, I curse her out, she cuss me out, then we make up, *** on the cow,
I curse her out, she cuss me out, then we make up, *** on the cow,