Tru THO

Verse 1 (DAX):
Hit her on the Snap, then I roll (on a roll)
Me and Team Future, we got the code (on our own)
Shawty digs I came to the coast (to the coast)
Bruv, it's not the same when I boast (not even close, hah)

Girl, sometimes, you feel like the head honcho (damn)
Sometimes, you cry too much, need a poncho (wow)
I need some answers, I need 'em pronto (andale)
Fact of the matter is - "you dunno" (praaa)

...here's a pain I got, when it comes to your
Mind, don't it change a lot? Your heart's a danger
Spot, and that remains the plot, it seems insane to
Say, but are you taken? Not? Yeah, you may be

Fake, from what my data got - please (Ugh)
...no other brother with this steez (Ugh)
...I've had to bear all the hickies (Ugh)
Girl, why you such a tease? (Why?)

Pre Chorus:
You gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Mixing signals, fusing signs
Up in here, up in here

Baby girl, is this for real?
Up in here, up in here
You gon' make me lose my mind
Will considerate it, I'm over here still debating like

Hook:
...true though
...I see your true tone
...I'm a soul man, like the Blues Bros
...I want the truth mas a menudo

...true though
...I see your true tone
...I'm a soul man, like the Blues Brothers
Show your true colors, the truth mas a menudo

Verse 2 (Louv):
Bad bitch, smooth skin cocoa
Walk up in the club with the Polo
But I like 'em white too; do the most tho
Asain broad twerk for me in Kyoto

Hold up - slow down it for a minute, man
Lil' shawty throw it down for a minute, damn
Look baby, I'm so focused on the bands but I
Had to take a scan and I need you in my plans, uh

Haven't felt this good in a minute
You attracted to boy, just admit it
See you flippin' when I walk up in the premise
Pretty soon, you'll be giving me the digits

Asains broads, need 'em all
Raise the meter, still too cold to thaw
Hit the reefer, had to slide my Visa, now I
Got the booze: sip it while I tease her, mang

Pre Chorus

Verse 3 (DAX):
Can't tell if you're real if you're fake
Feeling heartificial for the bae
Always loved your hips and your shape
Now, I'm just not hip to your game

Feeling like a wasteman, take your place, fam, every
Body in the mandem called my taste bad, girl, you
Say I keep you dreaming, but only you keep me up, so just
Take that one however you want, the same result like

Pre Chorus + // Hook //