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Verse 1 (Boi Mystery):

Swear on my life
These b*t*hes couldn’t live inside my head even if they tried
I swear my veins all frozen so you couldn’t even take my ice
She say she want it let me know when you pull up hit my line
Got THC syrup, twenty-four ounces, rock n rye
I left that boy in the dirt so now he know I’m not that guy
I know I’m gon be with you every day until I die
And girl I know them things you told me isn’t true no lie
But you thе only one who got my back it’s you and I

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
She always talkin that sh*t
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
Baby girl ima givе into vices

Verse 2 (Boi Mystery):

Baby come over here and get railed
I was smokin a blunt of gelato inside of my whip now I’m slow like a snail
And I got my thrax in the mail
Thottie go shop in the mall
Our champagne got stale
We been celebrating too long
You broken I can tell
So many done did you wrong
Pack potent I can smell
Swear my plug always putting me on
I swear I hear them twitter fingers type, boy get a life
She outside my house at three-o’clock at night, holding a knife
Always overthinking it’s a blessing and a curse, but I’m always right
Just bought two of my girls designer purses, and I told my side
Can’t wave goodbye, my whip inside look like Miami vice
On bro I was a different guy before you got me right
6-3-0 sound I got that trademark they can’t copyright
I could expose the fake for who they are but I’ll be nice
Girl I swear, it's just you and I
Hook 2 (Boi Mystery):

Verse 3 (Boi Mystery):

One hand, there’s no reshufflin’
In public, stares keep coming
If you so scared, keep runnin’
Ain’t got time for your f**k sh*t
That’s why my security tuck it
I knew I was gonna be somethin’
I knew she was gonna be frontin’
Take-out Kung Pao with the dumplings
Shawty boutta eat me for her lunch
My opposition seeing that it’s up
Look at the TV, that’s us
Look at my baby girl I’m so blessed
Between you and me, girl I trust ya
Beat that till ya screamin, and cuss
Ain’t sipping that lean, nor the tuss
Givin you all of me, till we cuff
Together on the scene in the cut
Money come in
Spend and invest
Buying her everything nevertheless
Money discussion I don’t gotta flex
Don’t gotta love ya just gotta respect
Yes
Hook (Boi Mystery):

It's you and I
Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
She always talkin that sh*t
Ion wan talk bout that b*t*h
Baby girl ima give into vices

Outro (Boi Mystery):

(Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I)
(Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I)
(Oh whoa-oo-ah, it’s you and I)

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