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conversations.value: Write me a song called Who Run It (Remix) with the following description: “Who Run It” is a Three 6 Mafia track from their fourth studio album “When the Smoke Clears: Sixty 6, Sixty 1”. The song was released in 2000 and was a local hit but did not reach a larger mainstream audience until G Herbo freestyled over the classic beat live on K104FM. Snippets of the appearance circulated on social media, eventually reaching Drake, who urged Herbo to release a full version. A few days later, Herbo dropped his version of the song and subsequently started the “Who Run It Challenge”, with many artists such as Lil Yachty, 21 Savage, Rich The Kid and even Juicy J himself freestyling over this beat.
  The track features Philly rapper Lil Uzi Vert who used his verse as an opportunity to take shots at Rich The Kid who suitably fired back at him on his own “Who Run It Remix” with Blac Youngsta. The two have had an ongoing beef which began in late 2017 went Uzi took to social media to complain about his label situation, which Rich took as an opportunity to invite Uzi to sign with his label Rich Forever Music to which Uzi rudely declined as he was not satisfied with the amount of money Rich was offering. The two have been feuding online and through their music ever since. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: G Herbo]
  Southside on the track, yeah
  Gang shit, nigga
  Yeah
  Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man?
  This shit's got the most views out of everything I've ever put up on my shit
  That little clip, that shit got a million views
  I ain't never got no views on some shit out
  [Verse 1: G Herbo]
  Who you think you ahead of? Not us
  In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin'
  Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin'
  Yeah that boy gettin' bread, Panera, somethin'
  Landed in the GT, leer or somethin'
  Put Posto in the Air or somethin'
  Marry her, she have an affair
  I'ma spin that ho like Ferris
  Born in the Chi like Ye
  But I do crimes like Bump J, I ain't scared of nothin'
  Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
  Might as well go to Paris, huh?
  Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
  Pussy you act like you scared of somethin'
  Gon' and shoot up the terrace (shoot up the terrace)
  Then they gon' realize it's serious (blah, blah)
  I ain't even on that, period (period)
  I'm makin' millions, I'm serious (I'm makin' millions)
  That money come in various (furious)
  Can't count it, I get delirious (delirious)
  I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion)
  So I can't trip over materials (yeah, yeah)
  But I'm still dipped in that fashion
  Know I stay drippin', that's period
  These niggas drippin', that's period
  Nah, they can't find me and I'm serious (serious)
  They right behind, I'm serious (serious)
  And I'm straight off the 9, now I'm serious
  Who you gon' send to fuck with me?
  Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I'm curious (I'm curious)
  Better think 'fore you bust at me
  If you miss, I'll slap a 50 and, man, now I'm furious
  Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
  Young nigga, we was breakin' the barriers (breakin' the barriers)
  If you grabbin' that torch, better carry it (better carry it)
  Tryna hide on that porch on some scary shit (fuck yeah) [Verse 2: G Herbo]
  All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
  My son ain't gotta work because he gon' inherit it, uh huh (gon' inherit it)
  We yell, "Gang-gang first," you don't even know your heritage (bitch)
  Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
  Lovin' my city like Chano, I swear
  Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
  "Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried"
  We was just jokin' with y'all, that's a parody
  We don't talk too much, got D's everywhere (everywhere)
  We still fresh, double G's everywhere (everywhere)
  I put the VV's everywhere (everywhere)
  I do Mike Amiri's, every pair
  And they know me for shittin' on everybody
  I'm the one that do shit that you hear about
  I'm the one that told y'all that I move like Obama
  Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
  Hold on everybody gotta clear it out
  Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
  We was laid back in the back of the Honda
  Told young to sneak up, anaconda
  It ain't happen, I wasn't there your honor
  I was somewhere eatin' Benihana's
  Get valet and Lil' Benny to park it
  All my life I had been in apartments
  Move to Bali, get a brib, I’m ballin
  My bitch always primpin', keep ballin'
  Yes I'm a lil' workaholic
  Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20's
  I'ma just make her count all of 'em
  But I get the backend all blues
  Nah don't fuck around, bruh, do all of it
  Know it's goin' right to lil' dude
  Already got a closet, all shoes
  Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
  And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
  Cashed out on the crib, I ain't get the view
  I'm like, "Fuck it, no problem, it'll do"
  Mama's crib got a pond, not a pool
  We had roaches and rats, I ain't get to move
  I survived through it all, it's true (yes, it's true)
  Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
  Now I'm cool, now I'm 'bool
  Now my car go vroom, (vroom)
  Niggas hatin' on me, but it's bool
  Guess I got rich too soon
  Nigga, I've been rappin' like six years (what?)
  I seen ten niggas get killed (what?)
  What about me turnin' down them deals? (Huh)
  Now you pissed off 'cause I switched wheels? [Interlude: G Herbo]
  Uh, who run it? Limit
  No Limit run it
  No Limit man
  No Limit
  Who run it? G Herbo
  I'm done with this shit
  [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Who y'all think you foolin'? Not me
  Y'all niggas really ain't airin' nothin'
  This bust down, tryna scare us or some'
  Your shit weak, tryna compare us or somethin'
  What I made last week? Like a million or somethin'
  Rich, mad 'cause your bitch ate my kids or somethin'
  Man, I could fuck your wife like you sharin' or somethin'
  Galore ass mansion with lira or somethin'
  Nigga tried to get my ho, tried to fuck my bitch
  You think I'ma miss that?
  Man she sucked Mean's dick and she sucked Rock's dick
  So you think I'ma kiss that?
  I was in L.A., bitch powdered her nose
  Told her I ain't with that
  Boy you trippin', SI diamonds on your neck
  Mean you better give your wrist back
  Me no broke, Akademiks, yeah, that's where you get your news at
  Ask your bros, Grammy-nominated songs just to prove that, uh
  Know your bros told you, nah, you better not just do that, uh
  I'm going mode, T.Y., tell me when to go, boy, you ain't rich, you a bitch (facts)
  Oh you T'd out? Bitch, you beat out
  Y'all worried 'bout me, better get your lick back
  Just like bitches, y'all all chit chat
  Car so foreign got an engine in the back
  Balenciaga with the Gucci and the Prada
  With the Louis and the Pucci and it's all mismatched
  Ho, it's Lil Uzi and I'm far from a goofy
  In Chiraq, 150, be strapped
  Got a 40 shorty, boy, better get back
  Gun loud, backyard party, kick back
  How I'm broke If I just hired myself a hitman?
  Be quiet, bro, them niggas over there'll turn to six rats
  Not lyin', bro, I been fucked this bitch for six racks
  After I drop that shit, me, Herbo, Ari and my bitch is gonna relax
  Prolly somewhere on a beach, prolly somewhere on an island
  You know that my Rollie got XO diamonds in it, so that's that 
  Perfect Timing
  Said, "Elliot, bezel it," ice in 'em kettle chips, I run it back like a Heisman
  Pull up, I'm swervin', I'm mergin', I got the whip, yeah the one right with the curtains
  Got boys that be workin' their block to be twerkin', the Tesla pull up for diversion
  On the beat, me and Herbo, we purgin', the Perky the molly the lean got us slurrin'
  You call her phone, you think she sleep, but she suckin' my dick while her words keep on slurpin'
  She said that my shit the same size as a two-liter ginger ale, why she keep burpin'
  I take out my hair and I stand on my money, your bitch think I'm Julius Erving [Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Ayy, ayy
  Yeah, yeah
  Just a little somethin' to it, I ain't even rip the shit
  Pull up in a Lamb' or somethin'
  Peanut butter whip, yeah, jam or somethin'
  Fucked your bitch on cam or somethin'
  Pink diamonds think I'm Cam or somethin'