Me & U (feat. ZayThuggin)

You my main thing, you been mine Your phone number on lock When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop Where you wanna go? I'll take you there To the club, or you wanna shop You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag Which one I'm gone cop I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you Why I spend too much, but I stack enough Always keep a rack when my girl with me If you want a Gucci bag, Ima go and get it I ain't even gone lie, you the baddest in the city High heels on, real thick and she pretty She got an accent, she a dark skin biddy She got her skirt on but she pull it up when we in the bed Lookin back when I'm beatin up her kitty I ain't gone stunt cause we need to get a bag She keep it real gangster, different type of bad You know it's ZayThuggin, I don't even need a flag Ima buy her what I want, man f*ck a price tag She a black Puerto Rican, she want me to crack her butter pecan I ain't gone lie it's cuffin season, I don't know where to start or where to begin You want me to take you then spoil you, no need for you to pretend She wanna settle down, take it serious, give me reason so I ease in She like it and love it when we get to lovin We thuggin in public, Just f*ck all the ruckus We always mean muggin, I shot me a shot and made me a bucket She want me to cuff it You my main thing, you been mine Your phone number on lock When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop Where you wanna go? I'll take you there To the club, or you wanna shop You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag Which one I'm gone cop? I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you Wanna be the type to get you hella things Give me hella brain, give me better brain Or don't mess with me, you so extra bae Gucci bag, Louie bag Who is that, poppin tags Looking back, cool with that Pullin hair, pullin tracks I gotta get me a bag for me and you That's what I wanna do, I'm so in love with you You feel comfortable, And there better not be another dude Who you f*ck with too or you fucking too Cause I done stuck with you for than a month or two Won't be friends with you, and won't be next to you If you second guess and got a second dude that's gone get you things You materialistic From now on all I'm gone get you is lipstick You don't got nobody else, just me Well that's great, I get you things I put that on me, sorry baby I've been traumatized Lot of lies, put aside, never mind It is time to go inside I promise I will love you better than them other guys You my main thing, you been mine Your phone number on lock When we locked eyes, you don't look away cause your body saying don't stop Where you wanna go? I'll take you there To the club, or you wanna shop You wanna Gucci back or a Louie bag Which one I'm gone cop? I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you I gotta get me a bag for me and you I gotta run up some cash for me and you