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[Verse 1: Mill]
Cuban Linx and
We get the rico
Pull up on a sucka his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four in the six call it Cee-Lo
bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas as fuck
Big ass Mulsanne I'm whipping the truck
I'm sippin' while I'm sittin' with Puff
And talking business with Jigga at lunch
That's cray, that's
New toys, play
I brought spades, with the deuce, like poof, [?]
I must say, I get money, ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
girl, through The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm in a space ship?
My money and my Rollie never tickin niggas
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I'm nigga

[Chorus: Lucas & Timbaland]
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Joyner
My bitch like Halle
My bitch look Kylie
bitch don't look happy
None of hoes can have me
Can't me, can't touch this
MC with the swaggy
Can't cuff me, can't
Bitch, I want to get married
ain't ever want me on payroll
They ain't ever want me have
had a crush on J-Lo
Thought I was the man 'til my chain
I was so can't change clothes
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You make a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, goes
in the mother fuckin' mattress
They was take it, but I need to get away
I think I'm tripping cause a never had it
I never had a way, I think I struggled day
Talking to God I'm he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then take all my stress
And I could finally buy a fucking mansion
Then my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this sound like sci-fi
I ain't ever had no
I grew up where the went- (pow pow)
got killed in a drive-by
Stay in biz don't mind mines
I'm in top five's top five
Can't touch nigga, why try?
Gimme yo shit or you die

Joyner Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, yo, look

[Verse 3: Joyner
Your shit sound like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst,
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane,
Your sound like summer time, playground, third grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma thought I was
thought I was lethargic
They I wasn't the smartest
Grammy I was an artist
All of y'all niggas is trash, go throw your in the garbage
I threw your shit in the ocean, I hope it with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't with me
nobody wanna ride the bus with me
Ain't wanna share lunch with me
Family couldn't keep in with me
Now they all get enough of me
Now they want to fly with me in
Same hoes want to let me hit
Now they all to bust nuts for me
Name another nigga than me?
I never been cocky, but don't want a problem with me
And all these haters that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don't need a counter me
Ain't nobody wasn't lookin' for me, was hiding from me
All of them was counting me out now they on me
I'm so hot that the wind is a sauna to me
Right before I pull the and begging that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, look