MIGHT BE U
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Lyrics
Ayo
Told him pull up quiet like a side plot
Now he got me spinning like a spin-off
Hold up—nah
Maybe I’m trippin’
Maybe it’s witchcraft
Maybe I’m slippin’
[VERSE 1]
He say “jump,” I say “what for?”
I don’t chase love—I detour
But he talk low with that deep voicee
Now I’m in his hoodie like a decor
I be actin’ cold, he be heatin’ me
I don’t do trust, but he treatin’ me
Got my name saved as “Queen Deity”
And he still fold for me obediently
I don’t even know what to call this
Wanna block him but I stall it
One text got me nauseous
But I still read it like a promise
Can’t front—
I been duckin' my own heart
But he look too good in the dark
Now I’m postin’ memes and deleting drafts
Wanna call him “babe” but I laugh
[HOOK]
Might be you
(But don’t get cocky—relax, boo)
Might be you
(Still got options, don’t act new)
Might be you
I ain’t sure, but I keep thinkin’
He the glitch in my system, got me blinkin’
Might be—
(Yeah, might be)
Might be you
But I’ll never say it first, so chill
[VERSE 2]
I ain’t sweet, I’m pressure
Tell him, “Text back fast, no lecture”
Got a couple missed calls on purpose
Let him sweat it out while I check her
I don’t get jealous—I get even
But I’ll slash tires if I feel him leavin’
A lil’ toxic? Nah, that’s passion
And I’ll curse him out with lashes on
I know he love when I’m petty
Tongue like a knife, but the lips stay ready
He don’t flinch when I ghost for a week
Say “come home,” now I’m curled in his sheets
Hoes try, but I got that hold
He want real—I’m platinum, bold
He call me chaos, I call it fate
I text “I hate you,” he reply “too late”
[HOOK REPEAT]
Might be you
(But don’t get comfy—I bite too)
Might be you
(Still keep the blade in the night, boo)
Might be you
But I keep that mask on tight
Might love him—but not tonight
Might be—
(Yeah, might be)
Might be you
But I’ll never let it show, just chill
[OUTRO – SPOKEN]
Ayo...
You gotta catch me while I care
This could be love...
Or a public affair
Maybe I’m fallin’—
But I’ll deny it everywhere
Try me
I dare