Lyrics Me U - French Montana

I knew this bitch named candy caught her creepin in my pocket,
I told her don't be stealin baby whatchu need I got it,
I knew this bitch named candy caught her creepin in my pocket,
I told her don't be stealin baby whatchu need I got it,
You know that I be liein if I tell why to shake em',
I take yo bitch from nothin turn her to a money maker,
Was fuckin with a Nugget now she fuckin with a Laker,
I took from the nuggets now to the coke and stick up,
I'm talkin private flight thou's a night she hit the shaker,
I took from the house to couple thousand on the make up,
It's money in them couches couple ounces for the wake up,
Primness always grindin never winein crush the grape up,
Toastin by the ocean down to drank up,
Made you never play you life's a bitch until we break up
Me and you,
Yo momma n yo cousin too,
Rollin down the strip on 4's,
Pullin up slammin Cadillac doors
Me and you,
Yo momma n yo cousin too,
Rollin down the strip on 4's,
Pullin up slammin Cadillac doors
Did it time n time it make no sense a nigga down it,
Killa hit the blunt a couple times n then I out it,
But chu know I'm tryna get her higher than a tower,
Sippin on that purple drinkin rollin up that dowa,
First you get the money then respect n then the power,
Life can be so pretty give phanny then the flowers,
Keep our circle close make a toast the world is ours,
Shorty gave me brain she graduated out of howard,
I'm counting every second money coming every hour,
You know I'm bringing magic in the game just call me Howard,
I'm tryna keep you lookin good when nigga's lookin sour,
You fuckin with them G's a thousand deaths to them cowards
Me and you,
Yo momma n yo cousin too,
Rollin down the strip on 4's,
Pullin up slammin Cadillac doors
Me and you,
Yo momma n yo cousin too,
Rollin down the strip on 4's,
Pullin up slammin Cadillac doors