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[Verse 1: Mill]
Cuban Linx and
We might get the
Pull up on a sucka take his bitch I was D Bo
Got the four five in the six call it
bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my official as fuck
Big ass Mulsanne I'm whipping the truck
I'm sippin' Ciroc I'm sittin' with Puff
And talking 'bout business with at lunch
That's cray, cray
New toys, play
I brought spades, with the deuce, like poof, [?]
I say, I get money, fuck 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 talks why you never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin' in a ship?
My money talkin' and my Rollie tickin niggas
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I'm official

Joyner 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 like Kylie
Your bitch look happy
None of hoes can have me
Can't touch me, touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
cuff me, can't function
Bitch, I don't to get married
ain't ever want me on payroll
They ever want me have say-so
Always had a on J-Lo
I was the man 'til my chain broke
I was so broke can't change
You don't keep it real, you a
You make a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, anything
Money in the fuckin' mattress
They was tryna 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
to God I'm hoping he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then all my stress away
And I could finally buy a fucking mansion
Then my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this shit like sci-fi
I ever had no wifi
I grew up the guns went- (pow pow)
Almost got killed in a
Stay in your biz don't mind
I'm in your top top five
touch this nigga, why try?
Gimme yo or you might die

[Chorus: 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: Lucas]
Your shit sound bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane,
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma I was retarded
Daddy thought I was
They said I the smartest
Grammy knew I was an
All of y'all niggas is trash, go throw shit in the garbage
I threw your shit in the ocean, I it swim with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't with me
Ain't nobody ride the bus with me
nobody wanna share lunch with me
Family keep in touch with me
Now they all can't get of me
Now they want to fly with me in
Same never want to let me hit
Now all want to bust nuts for me
Name another nigga poppin' me?
I been cocky, but they don't want a problem with me
And fuck all these haters that wanna take a from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don't need a with me
Ain't nobody wasn't lookin' for me, they was from me
All of them was me out now they counting on me
I'm so motherfucking hot that the wind is a to me
Right before I pull the trigger and 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, hold up,