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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua James Timberlake
Joshua James Timberlake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Vaughan
Matthew Vaughan
Producer
Anthony White
Anthony White
Photography
Luis Lopez
Luis Lopez
Mixing Engineer
ben hixon
ben hixon
Mastering Engineer
Joshua James Timberlake
Joshua James Timberlake
Mixing Engineer
Saleeta Bingham
Saleeta Bingham
Producer

Lyrics

Aye Aye Run it, run it Doe 81 Yeah, iight I don't fuck with people 'cuz they two face (they two face) Say they got yo' back, But then they move strange (then they move strange) Real nigga's come around and then they mood change (they switch up) They counterfeit, I'm taught to keep This shit a blueface (a blueface?) That's 5 lines in a 20 that's a 100 (that's a hunnit) On scale of 1- 10, that a 100 (that's a hunnit) Keep it real nothing less just a 100 If you can't, run with it, then you better run from it Issa wrap(huh), Johnny Depp cologne got me smellin like a Mack(sauce) Jacket outta Neiman Marcus (brrtttt brrrtt) spent about a rack(Money) Like I'm pullin on yo' Bitch (uh)hair I keep on losin' track(bundles) If it cost that or sum more(mas) like it's Young metro on the(track) Beat, (oh) heard you got that work But all yo' work is(what), cheap(whack) Hit up Dymond, told me give her 'bout a week (go) Plug doin shows, show Money make it clean I'm on a drug Money tour, it don't do the same, thing(thing) Hit the switch, this a box top(bounce bounce) Swangers like yo' niggas' tryna box swap(wassup lul woodie) Comin' for my neck a get yo top chopped(slice) Get yo' spot dropped 30s make the block drop(curry) I don't fuck with people 'cuz they two face (they two face) Say they got yo' back, But then they move strange (then they move strange) Real nigga's come around and then they mood change (they switch up) They counterfeit, I'm taught to keep This shit a blueface (a blueface?) That's 5 lines in a 20 that's a 100 (that's a hunnit) On scale of 1- 10, that a 100 (that's a hunnit) Keep it real nothing less just a 100 If you can't, run with it, then you better run from it Fuck a trend, I'm still on that real shit(wassup) Where I'm from, anything else get you killed shit(Chicago) Two sticks two drums that's that drill shit Trenches, take yo' bitch ass on a field trip Aye, we on fire, (we on fire) Turned my latest Spanish girl into swiper(to a what?) Call her Dora But consuelas on her license (on her license) It's a fake(it's a fake), Blank mission case them nigga try to trace yeah, (yeah yeah) I can switch the clothes but I can't switch the ways Most the homies Hoover, so it'sstill the gang Even tho we not around it's still the same Get this money split this money gang gang Ignant, I don't want no plain Jane Flood it, foreign diamonds on it, ain't no plain sprain Take the extra, make investments Buy the block, watch it grow then block the entrance, Doe I don't fuck with people 'cuz they two face (they two face) Say they got yo' back, But then they move strange (then they move strange) Real nigga's come around and then they mood change (they switch up) They counterfeit, I'm taught to keep This shit a blueface (a blueface?) That's 5 lines in a 20 that's a 100 (that's a hunnit) On scale of 1- 10, that a 100 (that's a hunnit) Keep it real nothing less just a 100 If you can't, run with it, then you better run from it
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