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[intro: virtue]
yuh (eli)
she keep me up (landspeed)

[verse 1: virtue]
she keep me up through the night
codeine splash into her sprite
she got the devil in her eye
she don’t take notes, she don’t think twice
don’t think she wants no d*mn advice
so i’ma throw her to the side
if she want to she can slide
but she can’t come where i reside
no she can’t come where i reside because my mink will run and hidе
all black bimmer start to fly just like an eaglе in the sky
it’s been a long night ridin’ high inside my white r35
don’t try to hop up in my ride unless you stayin’ for the night, ho
what’s up, lil’ bro? you got the speed with the turbo
don’t forget who do this sh*t, you little b*tches know my flow
it’s the speedboys movin’ slow, i drop a gear and hit the road
see ny toyo’s spin and smoke, see my ‘yota round a pole
i said f*ck a lamborghini, b*tch, i’m ridin’ rx7
please don’t test me, boy, i can’t get blood on my new denim
if i have to use my weapon best believe i’m spittin’ venom
run up on me, boy, you might get slumped and sent to heaven, ayy yuh
[bridge: gekko & virtue]
k!ller in a cloak
gucci coat
i devote, ugh (ayy yuh)
time to all my bros (ayy)
need some hoes
how i cope, ugh (yuh)
wetty need a boat
got my kingdom with the moat, ugh (yuh)
yeah, we want the smoke (ayy)
i be, uh (ayy)
i be, uh (ayy yuh)

[verse 2: gekko]
i be throwin’ benny f’s in the z with my ex, ugh
miss me with the lex’, nissan got the f*ckin’ flex, ugh
diamond ’round my neck, weighin’ heavy on my chest, ugh
silence on the set with the suppressor on my tech, ugh
with the nike on, sts my favorite one
got the clutch that be drawn, one through five and then i’m gone
b*tch, i got that golden arm, leavin’ lights like i be tron
leavin’ lights, light be gone, skyline cut the f*ckin’ break of dawn
got a b*tch
had her by me since the second stage
sage with her voice and her throat be smooth like minute made
got that clutch that got that lag, she got them legs like nico shae
she lookin’ ace wrapped in black lace, she drippin’ like some gatorade
but she always actin’ like she on the f*ckin ledge
maybe come from when we driftin’ so close to the pavement edge
i can’t help myself when she wear air force 1’s in bed
got my full attention like a bullet to my f*ckin’ head
[outro: gekko]
head, head, head, head
head, head, head, head (eli)
head, head, head, head
head, head, head

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