[Intro: Virtue & $NOT]
She might text me, she might call me, yuh
She don't know everythin' about me, yuh (Hu-ha-ha)
Know everythin' about me, yuh (Landspeed)
Uh-huh, yuh
[Verse 1: Virtue]
She might text me
She might call me
She know everythin' about me
But I know she'll start to doubt me
When I kick her out this Audi
She don't go nowhere without me
Swear I'm stuck inside her mouthy
Send her off to Saudi, so my head won't be so cloudy
As I slide around the corner
My temper starts to get shorter
Was almost at the border with the devil on my shoulder
Picked a fightin' Barcelona mixed it up and dodged a coma
Landspeed boys is soldiers that got turrets on Toyotas
[Verse 2: $NOT]
Ayy
All my niggas ballin' like in the NBA
I can't see you niggas 'cause I'm lookin' out the other way
Bitch, my eyes lookin' bugged, you can't see it 'cause my shades
I be walkin' with my tool, keep my motherfuckin' blade
Bitch, I always keep it cool, you can see it in my face
Bring it to this money in this guap all fuckin' day
I'ma do my thing, stay in my fuckin' lane
If nigga talkin' shit, bullet to his fuckin' brain
She might text me, she might call me, yuh
She don't know everythin' about me, yuh (Hu-ha-ha)
Know everythin' about me, yuh (Landspeed)
Uh-huh, yuh
[Verse 1: Virtue]
She might text me
She might call me
She know everythin' about me
But I know she'll start to doubt me
When I kick her out this Audi
She don't go nowhere without me
Swear I'm stuck inside her mouthy
Send her off to Saudi, so my head won't be so cloudy
As I slide around the corner
My temper starts to get shorter
Was almost at the border with the devil on my shoulder
Picked a fightin' Barcelona mixed it up and dodged a coma
Landspeed boys is soldiers that got turrets on Toyotas
[Verse 2: $NOT]
Ayy
All my niggas ballin' like in the NBA
I can't see you niggas 'cause I'm lookin' out the other way
Bitch, my eyes lookin' bugged, you can't see it 'cause my shades
I be walkin' with my tool, keep my motherfuckin' blade
Bitch, I always keep it cool, you can see it in my face
Bring it to this money in this guap all fuckin' day
I'ma do my thing, stay in my fuckin' lane
If nigga talkin' shit, bullet to his fuckin' brain
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