[{"id":19667504,"name":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","trackName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","artistName":"2 Chainz","albumName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","duration":228.0783,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":".454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\nBenjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\nGot me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\nI'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\nBitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\nI can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\nSpent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\nOver 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\nLil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\nWow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\nI ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\nMonica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nTeresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nAin't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\nPull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\nAin't no pressure when you got a little extra\nPut them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\nDammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\nrain\nThis bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\nGot Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\nHalf a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\nTraphouse filled up with Ziploc\nUsed to give my living room super big lots\nIn a strip club with some flip-flops\nThought it's the time, baby it's not\nGot a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\nBout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\nPART 2: Lil Boy\nWho killed little boy, who killed little boy?\nRat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\nFrom misery, no way out from that hell\n\nI'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\nI used to have to argue with my land lord\nYea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\nBitch gotta have at least a handful\nAll my cribs came with a damn pool\nUsed to stash work in my camel\nYoung 6'5\" with the handle\nIf you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\nSee I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\nFront grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\nPut some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\nYeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\nPussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\nPut rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\nKeep a bankroll on me, nigga\nBy the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\nAll my cars I done put rims on 'em\nI done touched down, no end zone\nAll that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\nOn the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\nMan she got about 100 acres\nEnough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\nAnd I just pop me a perc\nI might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n(Truuuuuu)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  artist: 2 Chainz\n  album: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  duration_ms: 228078\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  .454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\n  Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\n  Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\n  I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\n  Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\n  I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\n  Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\n  Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\n  Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\n  Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\n  I ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\n  Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\n  Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\n  Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra\n  Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\n  Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\n  rain\n  This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\n  Got Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\n  Half a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\n  Traphouse filled up with Ziploc\n  Used to give my living room super big lots\n  In a strip club with some flip-flops\n  Thought it's the time, baby it's not\n  Got a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\n  Bout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\n  PART 2: Lil Boy\n  Who killed little boy, who killed little boy?\n  Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\n  From misery, no way out from that hell\n\n  I'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\n  I used to have to argue with my land lord\n  Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\n  Bitch gotta have at least a handful\n  All my cribs came with a damn pool\n  Used to stash work in my camel\n  Young 6'5\" with the handle\n  If you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\n  See I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\n  Front grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\n  Put some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\n  Yeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\n  Pussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\n  Put rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\n  Keep a bankroll on me, nigga\n  By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\n  All my cars I done put rims on 'em\n  I done touched down, no end zone\n  All that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\n  On the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\n  Man she got about 100 acres\n  Enough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\n  And I just pop me a perc\n  I might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n  (Truuuuuu)\n"},{"id":18387282,"name":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","trackName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","artistName":"2 Chainz ft. Young Thug","albumName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","duration":228.0783,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":".454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\nBenjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\nGot me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\nI'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\nBitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\nI can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\nSpent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\nOver 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\nLil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\nWow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\nI ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\nMonica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nTeresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nAin't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\nPull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\nAin't no pressure when you got a little extra\nPut them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\nDammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\nrain\nThis bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\nGot Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\nHalf a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\nTraphouse filled up with Ziploc\nUsed to give my living room super big lots\nIn a strip club with some flip-flops\nThought it's the time, baby it's not\nGot a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\nBout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\nPART 2: Lil Boy\nWho killed little boy, who killed little boy?\nRat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\nFrom misery, no way out from that hell\n\nI'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\nI used to have to argue with my land lord\nYea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\nBitch gotta have at least a handful\nAll my cribs came with a damn pool\nUsed to stash work in my camel\nYoung 6'5\" with the handle\nIf you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\nSee I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\nFront grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\nPut some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\nYeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\nPussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\nPut rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\nKeep a bankroll on me, nigga\nBy the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\nAll my cars I done put rims on 'em\nI done touched down, no end zone\nAll that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\nOn the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\nMan she got about 100 acres\nEnough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\nAnd I just pop me a perc\nI might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n(Truuuuuu)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  artist: 2 Chainz ft. Young Thug\n  album: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  duration_ms: 228078\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  .454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\n  Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\n  Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\n  I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\n  Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\n  I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\n  Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\n  Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\n  Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\n  Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\n  I ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\n  Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\n  Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\n  Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra\n  Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\n  Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\n  rain\n  This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\n  Got Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\n  Half a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\n  Traphouse filled up with Ziploc\n  Used to give my living room super big lots\n  In a strip club with some flip-flops\n  Thought it's the time, baby it's not\n  Got a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\n  Bout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\n  PART 2: Lil Boy\n  Who killed little boy, who killed little boy?\n  Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\n  From misery, no way out from that hell\n\n  I'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\n  I used to have to argue with my land lord\n  Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\n  Bitch gotta have at least a handful\n  All my cribs came with a damn pool\n  Used to stash work in my camel\n  Young 6'5\" with the handle\n  If you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\n  See I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\n  Front grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\n  Put some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\n  Yeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\n  Pussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\n  Put rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\n  Keep a bankroll on me, nigga\n  By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\n  All my cars I done put rims on 'em\n  I done touched down, no end zone\n  All that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\n  On the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\n  Man she got about 100 acres\n  Enough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\n  And I just pop me a perc\n  I might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n  (Truuuuuu)\n"},{"id":12433221,"name":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","trackName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","artistName":"2 Chainz","albumName":"Rap Game, Vol. 4 (The TakeOver)","duration":228.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":".454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\nBenjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\nGot me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\nI'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\nBitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\nI can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\nSpent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\nOver 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\nLil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\nWow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\nI ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\nMonica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nTeresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nAin't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\nPull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\nAin't no pressure when you got a little extra\nPut them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\nDammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\nrain\nThis bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\nGot Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\nHalf a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\nTraphouse filled up with Ziploc\nUsed to give my living room super big lots\nIn a strip club with some flip-flops\nThought it's the time, baby it's not\nGot a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\nBout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\nPART 2: Lil Boy\nWho killed little boy, who killed little boy?\nRat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\nFrom misery, no way out from that hell\n\nI'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\nI used to have to argue with my land lord\nYea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\nBitch gotta have at least a handful\nAll my cribs came with a damn pool\nUsed to stash work in my camel\nYoung 6'5\" with the handle\nIf you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\nSee I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\nFront grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\nPut some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\nYeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\nPussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\nPut rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\nKeep a bankroll on me, nigga\nBy the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\nAll my cars I done put rims on 'em\nI done touched down, no end zone\nAll that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\nOn the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\nMan she got about 100 acres\nEnough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\nAnd I just pop me a perc\nI might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n(Truuuuuu)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  artist: 2 Chainz\n  album: Rap Game, Vol. 4 (The TakeOver)\n  duration_ms: 228000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  .454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\n  Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\n  Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\n  I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\n  Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\n  I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\n  Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\n  Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\n  Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\n  Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\n  I ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\n  Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\n  Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\n  Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra\n  Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\n  Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\n  rain\n  This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\n  Got Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\n  Half a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\n  Traphouse filled up with Ziploc\n  Used to give my living room super big lots\n  In a strip club with some flip-flops\n  Thought it's the time, baby it's not\n  Got a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\n  Bout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\n  PART 2: Lil Boy\n  Who killed little boy, who killed little boy?\n  Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\n  From misery, no way out from that hell\n\n  I'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\n  I used to have to argue with my land lord\n  Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\n  Bitch gotta have at least a handful\n  All my cribs came with a damn pool\n  Used to stash work in my camel\n  Young 6'5\" with the handle\n  If you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\n  See I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\n  Front grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\n  Put some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\n  Yeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\n  Pussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\n  Put rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\n  Keep a bankroll on me, nigga\n  By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\n  All my cars I done put rims on 'em\n  I done touched down, no end zone\n  All that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\n  On the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\n  Man she got about 100 acres\n  Enough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\n  And I just pop me a perc\n  I might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n  (Truuuuuu)\n"},{"id":36757486,"name":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","trackName":"Dresser (Lil Boy)","artistName":"2 Chainz Ft Young Thug","albumName":"Hip Hop TXL Vol 50","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":".454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\nBenjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\nGot me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\nI'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\nBitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\nI can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\nSpent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\nOver 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\nLil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\nWow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\nI ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\nMonica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nTeresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nMake a little money, leave a little on the dresser\nAin't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\nPull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\nAin't no pressure when you got a little extra\nPut them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\nDammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\nrain\nThis bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\nGot Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\nHalf a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\nTraphouse filled up with Ziploc\nUsed to give my living room super big lots\nIn a strip club with some flip-flops\nThought it's the time, baby it's not\nGot a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\nBout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\nPART 2: Lil Boy\nWho killed little boy, who killed little boy?\nRat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\nFrom misery, no way out from that hell\n\nI'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\nI used to have to argue with my land lord\nYea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\nBitch gotta have at least a handful\nAll my cribs came with a damn pool\nUsed to stash work in my camel\nYoung 6'5\" with the handle\nIf you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\nSee I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\nFront grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\nPut some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\nYeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\nPussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\nPut rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\nKeep a bankroll on me, nigga\nBy the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\nAll my cars I done put rims on 'em\nI done touched down, no end zone\nAll that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\nOn the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\nMan she got about 100 acres\nEnough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\nAnd I just pop me a perc\nI might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n(Truuuuuu)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dresser (Lil Boy)\n  artist: 2 Chainz Ft Young Thug\n  album: Hip Hop TXL Vol 50\n  duration_ms: 204000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  .454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it\n  Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100\n  Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred\n  I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's\n\n  Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it\n  I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous\n  Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin\n  Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces\n  Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'\n  Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot\n  I ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that \"bitch, suck my dick\" diet\n  Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear\n\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser\n  Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'\n  Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla\n  Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra\n  Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like freckles\n\n  Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having Zans My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting\n  rain\n  This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah\n  Got Balenciaga's I ain't even wore yet\n  Half a pound of gas I ain't smoke yet\n  Traphouse filled up with Ziploc\n  Used to give my living room super big lots\n  In a strip club with some flip-flops\n  Thought it's the time, baby it's not\n  Got a lotta windows on my crib, nigga\n  Bout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop\n  PART 2: Lil Boy\n  Who killed little boy, who killed little boy?\n  Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape\n\n  From misery, no way out from that hell\n\n  I'm bout to give these niggas what they ask for\n  I used to have to argue with my land lord\n  Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi\n\n  Bitch gotta have at least a handful\n  All my cribs came with a damn pool\n  Used to stash work in my camel\n  Young 6'5\" with the handle\n  If you don't watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel\n  See I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom\n  Front grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)\n  Put some stacks on your head little boy (lil boy)\n  Yeah they 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)\n  Pussy nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)\n  Put rifle bullets in a handgun (lil boy)\n  Keep a bankroll on me, nigga\n  By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on\n  All my cars I done put rims on 'em\n  I done touched down, no end zone\n  All that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga\n  On the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone\n  Man she got about 100 acres\n  Enough yard for me to put a couple Benz's on\n  And I just pop me a perc\n  I might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on\n  (Truuuuuu)\n"}]