It's just meAnd my bitchShe hates my gutsShe makes me sickI curse her outShe cuss me outThen we make upMother*** on the couchOn the couchMy main batch in the front, you off in a fightMy other batch tryna *** each other by each other hereAnd pull out a patchBoth of them got Vaseline on their face so they both don't get scratchedMy neighbors ain't trippin' cause they used to thatThe police don't respond cause they know that we'll be right backTogether, foreverLike that, like thatNever Chris-knockin' under presentation even though pressure busts pipesMy bitch got my back, whether I'm wrong or I'm rightI'm a gangster not a little maddish cause I go zany and badA lightweight part-time comedian, she like when I make her laughThe other day we was just kickin' it and pow-wowing and ***Havin' breakfast at the Waffle HouseThe cheese and the pretzelsThen all of a sudden come rushing some more mysterious bitchTalking and hooping and hollering bout she pregnant and ***I reach back as far as I can go, I can getThen I slap the *** out that hoe with the back of my fistIt's just me, it's just me, manAnd my bitch, and my bitchShe hates my guts, she hate my gutsShe makes me sick, I can't standI curse her out, outShe cuss me outThen we make up*** on the couchListen up, y'all, how is it?Seems like every time a nigga get holleredA nigga in India something wrongCaught me sextexing on my smartphoneI'm like, what the *** is this bitch on?Her parents don't really like me cause they know we be on that thug loveAnd they don't get off on our business cause cum is thicker than bloodBut her brothers be trying to test me, size me up and meme upBut they know that I pack that iron and I'm good with the glovesBut for the most part, we cool and I respect steak gangstaI got a baby body sister, we family, I ain't no strangerMe and my bitch got one of them love-hate relationships, we some foolsBreak up to make up and ***, cuss and argue and feudShe don't wanna see me with her, and I don't wanna see her with dudesBut the problem with me and her is all we do is accuseBut at the end of the ***ing day, I'm a man out of mouthShe got more money than me, but I wear the pants in this houseIt's just me, it's just me, manAnd my bitch, and my bitchShe hates my guts, she hates my gutsShe makes me sick, I can't stand herI curse her out, out, outShe cuss me out, out, outThen we make up, we make up, man*** on the couch, on the couchBitch, bitch, can't live with him, can't live without himWe put our trust in, but we still downMe and my bitchI love her panties, my nigga, she love my dirty drawersI love her panties, my nigga, she love my dirty drawersCan't live with him without himWe put our trust in, but we still downIt's just me, man, and my bitchShe hates my gutsShe 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,