[{"id":2403426,"name":"PayPal","trackName":"PayPal","artistName":"BONES","albumName":"Garbage","duration":131.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Looking life Wolfwood\nFeeling like Vash\nThree moons in the sky\nTwo blunts in my hand\nBlade on my waist if you tryna take a stance\nZero patience, quit the playing\nCome and do just what you said\nI got money in the mattress, bones in the casket\nNo, I don't know you but I know you ain't rapping\nThe teenage corpse, never catch me in a Porsche\nRather creep through these alleys till I'm back up in the dirt\n\nRiding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids\nRiding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids\nRiding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids\nRiding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids\n\nBitch, I'm getting paid now\nMoney in my PayPal\nKnown as the mantle, what them haters got to say now?\nGetting cash, life is great\nEating shrimp fried rice with steak\nFucking hella hoes, I don't ever take 'em out on dates\nMe and Bones rolling up that dank, getting hella bank\nSmoking out the zip, all day, put away your 8\nBlack shades cover up my face, I can't see the hate\nTake a Backwood to the dome then I meditate\nWe ain't never gave a shit, we just out here stacking chips\nD boy fire plus I'm higher than a mountain is\nDirty money all up in my hands and I'm counting it\nHeaded to the top, will I make it? 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You can count on it, bitch\n"},{"id":253161,"name":"PayPal","trackName":"PayPal","artistName":"Bones feat. 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