[{"id":19762183,"name":"Slumpy","trackName":"Slumpy","artistName":"Defari","albumName":"Odds & Evens","duration":244.244898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Defari + (girl))\nLook, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n(Oh, there you go, damn\n\"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\nThat's all you cryin' nigga\nOoh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\nW-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\nLeave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n(Whateva nigga, you know what?\nYour eyes all red and everything...)\n\n(Chorus)\nYou always get so drunk.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always come home high.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always get so faded.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always have red eyes.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n(Defari)\nThe club bumps\nFaded off Remy and five blunts\nCodiac cush got me fucked up\nI'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\nSmoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\nLook at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\nBad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\nI be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\nSpank T with a new jean suit from?\nSpank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\nThe bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\nSo what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\nDrink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nMonday Night Football start at 6: 00\nMy fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\nIt's on once again, a new night, new mix\nBefore we left the crib - already finished a fifth\nMe, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\nFredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\nAfter football we gon' hit the spot\nAfter 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\nKilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\nMy nigga Kilou tight\nStop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\nGet a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nYou think you all presidential\nWe stay low key dippin' through the residential\nSippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\nOn rallies, deep dish spin so simple\nHere I am with another blunt in my hand\nIt's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\nT? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\nSo many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\nIn a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\nMy niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\nI guess we vultures in the late night club culture\nI'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slumpy\n  artist: Defari\n  album: Odds & Evens\n  duration_ms: 244245\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Intro: Defari + (girl))\n  Look, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n  (Oh, there you go, damn\n  \"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\n  That's all you cryin' nigga\n  Ooh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\n  W-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\n  Leave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n  (Whateva nigga, you know what?\n  Your eyes all red and everything...)\n\n  (Chorus)\n  You always get so drunk.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always come home high.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always get so faded.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always have red eyes.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n  (Defari)\n  The club bumps\n  Faded off Remy and five blunts\n  Codiac cush got me fucked up\n  I'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\n  Smoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\n  Look at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\n  Bad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\n  I be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\n  Spank T with a new jean suit from?\n  Spank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\n  The bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\n  So what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\n  Drink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  Monday Night Football start at 6: 00\n  My fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\n  It's on once again, a new night, new mix\n  Before we left the crib - already finished a fifth\n  Me, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\n  Fredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\n  After football we gon' hit the spot\n  After 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\n  Kilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\n  My nigga Kilou tight\n  Stop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\n  Get a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  You think you all presidential\n  We stay low key dippin' through the residential\n  Sippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\n  On rallies, deep dish spin so simple\n  Here I am with another blunt in my hand\n  It's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\n  T? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\n  So many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\n  In a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\n  My niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\n  I guess we vultures in the late night club culture\n  I'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":25250595,"name":"Slumpy","trackName":"Slumpy","artistName":"Defari","albumName":"Larger Than Life Collectors Edition Vol.1-CDR","duration":244.48,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Defari + (girl))\nLook, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n(Oh, there you go, damn\n\"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\nThat's all you cryin' nigga\nOoh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\nW-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\nLeave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n(Whateva nigga, you know what?\nYour eyes all red and everything...)\n\n(Chorus)\nYou always get so drunk.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always come home high.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always get so faded.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always have red eyes.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n(Defari)\nThe club bumps\nFaded off Remy and five blunts\nCodiac cush got me fucked up\nI'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\nSmoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\nLook at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\nBad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\nI be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\nSpank T with a new jean suit from?\nSpank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\nThe bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\nSo what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\nDrink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nMonday Night Football start at 6: 00\nMy fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\nIt's on once again, a new night, new mix\nBefore we left the crib - already finished a fifth\nMe, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\nFredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\nAfter football we gon' hit the spot\nAfter 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\nKilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\nMy nigga Kilou tight\nStop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\nGet a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nYou think you all presidential\nWe stay low key dippin' through the residential\nSippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\nOn rallies, deep dish spin so simple\nHere I am with another blunt in my hand\nIt's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\nT? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\nSo many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\nIn a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\nMy niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\nI guess we vultures in the late night club culture\nI'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slumpy\n  artist: Defari\n  album: Larger Than Life Collectors Edition Vol.1-CDR\n  duration_ms: 244480\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Intro: Defari + (girl))\n  Look, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n  (Oh, there you go, damn\n  \"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\n  That's all you cryin' nigga\n  Ooh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\n  W-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\n  Leave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n  (Whateva nigga, you know what?\n  Your eyes all red and everything...)\n\n  (Chorus)\n  You always get so drunk.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always come home high.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always get so faded.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always have red eyes.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n  (Defari)\n  The club bumps\n  Faded off Remy and five blunts\n  Codiac cush got me fucked up\n  I'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\n  Smoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\n  Look at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\n  Bad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\n  I be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\n  Spank T with a new jean suit from?\n  Spank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\n  The bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\n  So what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\n  Drink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  Monday Night Football start at 6: 00\n  My fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\n  It's on once again, a new night, new mix\n  Before we left the crib - already finished a fifth\n  Me, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\n  Fredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\n  After football we gon' hit the spot\n  After 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\n  Kilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\n  My nigga Kilou tight\n  Stop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\n  Get a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  You think you all presidential\n  We stay low key dippin' through the residential\n  Sippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\n  On rallies, deep dish spin so simple\n  Here I am with another blunt in my hand\n  It's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\n  T? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\n  So many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\n  In a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\n  My niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\n  I guess we vultures in the late night club culture\n  I'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":10651097,"name":"Slumpy","trackName":"Slumpy","artistName":"Defari","albumName":"Odds and Evens","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Defari + (girl))\nLook, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n(Oh, there you go, damn\n\"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\nThat's all you cryin' nigga\nOoh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\nW-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\nLeave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n(Whateva nigga, you know what?\nYour eyes all red and everything...)\n\n(Chorus)\nYou always get so drunk.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always come home high.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always get so faded.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always have red eyes.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n(Defari)\nThe club bumps\nFaded off Remy and five blunts\nCodiac cush got me fucked up\nI'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\nSmoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\nLook at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\nBad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\nI be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\nSpank T with a new jean suit from?\nSpank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\nThe bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\nSo what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\nDrink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nMonday Night Football start at 6: 00\nMy fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\nIt's on once again, a new night, new mix\nBefore we left the crib - already finished a fifth\nMe, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\nFredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\nAfter football we gon' hit the spot\nAfter 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\nKilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\nMy nigga Kilou tight\nStop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\nGet a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nYou think you all presidential\nWe stay low key dippin' through the residential\nSippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\nOn rallies, deep dish spin so simple\nHere I am with another blunt in my hand\nIt's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\nT? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\nSo many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\nIn a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\nMy niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\nI guess we vultures in the late night club culture\nI'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slumpy\n  artist: Defari\n  album: Odds and Evens\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Intro: Defari + (girl))\n  Look, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n  (Oh, there you go, damn\n  \"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\n  That's all you cryin' nigga\n  Ooh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\n  W-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\n  Leave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n  (Whateva nigga, you know what?\n  Your eyes all red and everything...)\n\n  (Chorus)\n  You always get so drunk.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always come home high.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always get so faded.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always have red eyes.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n  (Defari)\n  The club bumps\n  Faded off Remy and five blunts\n  Codiac cush got me fucked up\n  I'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\n  Smoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\n  Look at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\n  Bad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\n  I be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\n  Spank T with a new jean suit from?\n  Spank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\n  The bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\n  So what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\n  Drink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  Monday Night Football start at 6: 00\n  My fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\n  It's on once again, a new night, new mix\n  Before we left the crib - already finished a fifth\n  Me, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\n  Fredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\n  After football we gon' hit the spot\n  After 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\n  Kilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\n  My nigga Kilou tight\n  Stop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\n  Get a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  You think you all presidential\n  We stay low key dippin' through the residential\n  Sippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\n  On rallies, deep dish spin so simple\n  Here I am with another blunt in my hand\n  It's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\n  T? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\n  So many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\n  In a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\n  My niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\n  I guess we vultures in the late night club culture\n  I'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":12335635,"name":"Slumpy","trackName":"Slumpy","artistName":"Defari","albumName":"Odds & Evens","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Defari + (girl))\nLook, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n(Oh, there you go, damn\n\"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\nThat's all you cryin' nigga\nOoh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\nW-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\nLeave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n(Whateva nigga, you know what?\nYour eyes all red and everything...)\n\n(Chorus)\nYou always get so drunk.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always come home high.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always get so faded.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\nYou always have red eyes.\n(Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n(Defari)\nThe club bumps\nFaded off Remy and five blunts\nCodiac cush got me fucked up\nI'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\nSmoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\nLook at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\nBad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\nI be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\nSpank T with a new jean suit from?\nSpank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\nThe bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\nSo what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\nDrink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nMonday Night Football start at 6: 00\nMy fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\nIt's on once again, a new night, new mix\nBefore we left the crib - already finished a fifth\nMe, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\nFredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\nAfter football we gon' hit the spot\nAfter 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\nKilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\nMy nigga Kilou tight\nStop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\nGet a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(Defari)\nYou think you all presidential\nWe stay low key dippin' through the residential\nSippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\nOn rallies, deep dish spin so simple\nHere I am with another blunt in my hand\nIt's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\nT? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\nSo many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\nIn a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\nMy niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\nI guess we vultures in the late night club culture\nI'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slumpy\n  artist: Defari\n  album: Odds & Evens\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Intro: Defari + (girl))\n  Look, leave me the fuck alone bitch\n\n  (Oh, there you go, damn\n  \"leave me the fuck alone\", \"leave me the fuck alone\"\n  That's all you cryin' nigga\n  Ooh, your breath stank nigga, damn, you reefin'?\n  W-Why you always gotta come home drunk and shit huh, faded?\n\n  Leave me the fuck alone, will ya?\n\n  (Whateva nigga, you know what?\n  Your eyes all red and everything...)\n\n  (Chorus)\n  You always get so drunk.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always come home high.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always get so faded.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n  You always have red eyes.\n  (Bitch I don't give a fuck, bitch)\n\n  (Defari)\n  The club bumps\n  Faded off Remy and five blunts\n  Codiac cush got me fucked up\n  I'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\n  Smoke trees in a leaf that be dark brown\n  Look at baby, so thick man, she dark brown\n  Bad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\n  I be posted at the bar like a ghetto C.E.O\n  Spank T with a new jean suit from?\n  Spank white Nikes... so fresh and so tight\n  The bitches wanna holla back, young and all night\n  So what do you expect when I'm out wit my niggaz\n  Drink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  Monday Night Football start at 6: 00\n  My fifth Hennessey at the bar with chicks\n  It's on once again, a new night, new mix\n  Before we left the crib - already finished a fifth\n  Me, B Fin, Stats, and my nigga E-Swift\n  Fredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\n  After football we gon' hit the spot\n  After 2: 00, after hours pop, it's on all night\n  Kilous spinnin' right, oh fo sho nigga\n  My nigga Kilou tight\n  Stop by 7-11 get another pack of blunts\n  Get a 40, feel sporty, roll 'em up\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (Defari)\n  You think you all presidential\n  We stay low key dippin' through the residential\n  Sippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\n  On rallies, deep dish spin so simple\n  Here I am with another blunt in my hand\n  It's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\n  T? is at Joseph's in Hollywood\n  So many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\n  In a minute I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\n  My niggaz crowd around the bar like they all built it\n  I guess we vultures in the late night club culture\n  I'ma do the damn thangs that I always told you\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":23999249,"name":"Slumpy (Instrumental)","trackName":"Slumpy (Instrumental)","artistName":"Defari","albumName":"Spell My Name 12\"","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Look, leave me the fuck alone, baby\nOh, there you go, damn, leave me the\nFuck alone, leave me the fuck alone\nThat's all you cryin', nigga\nOooh, your breath stink, nigga\nDamn, you rapin'?\nWhy you, why you always gotta come home drunk and shit, huh, faded?\nLeave me the fuck alone, will you?\nWhatever, nigga, you know what, your eyes all red and everything\nYou always get so drunk\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nWhatever\nYou always come home high\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so faded\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always have red eyes\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nThe club bumps, faded off Remy and five blunts\nKodiak kush got me fucked up\nI'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\nSmoke trees and the leaf that be dark brown\nLook at baby, so thick, man, she dark brown\nBad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\nI be posted by the bar like a ghetto CEO\nSpade tee with a new jean suit from Girbaud\nSpank white Nikes, so fresh and so tight\nThe bitches wanna holler back, young and all night\nSo what do you expect when I'm out with my niggas\nDrink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\nYou always get so drunk\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always come home high\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so faded\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always have red eyes\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so drunk\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always come home high\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so faded\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always have red eyes\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nMonday night football start at six\nMy fifth Hennessy at the bar with chicks\nIt's on once again, a new night, new mix\nBefore we left the crib, already finished a fifth\nMe, B, Fin, Stats and my nigga E-Swift\nFredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\nAfter football, we gon' hit the spot\nAfter two o'clock, after hours pop\nIt's on all night, Kilu spinnin' right\nOh, for sure, nigga, my nigga Kilu tight\nStop by 7-11, get another pack of blunts\nGet a 40, Phil Spottie, roll 'em up\nYou always get so drunk\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always come home high\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so faded\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always have red eyes\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou think you all presidential\nWe stay low key, dippin' through the residential\nSippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\nOn Rally's, deep dish, spin so simple\nHere I am with another blunt in my hand\nIt's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\nT dodgers at Joseph's in Hollywood\nSo many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\nIn a minute, I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\nMy niggas crowd around the bar like they all built it\nI guess we vultures in the late night club culture\nI'ma do the damn things that I always told you\nYou always get so drunk\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always come home high\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always get so faded\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\nYou always have red eyes\nBitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slumpy (Instrumental)\n  artist: Defari\n  album: Spell My Name 12\"\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Look, leave me the fuck alone, baby\n  Oh, there you go, damn, leave me the\n  Fuck alone, leave me the fuck alone\n  That's all you cryin', nigga\n  Oooh, your breath stink, nigga\n  Damn, you rapin'?\n  Why you, why you always gotta come home drunk and shit, huh, faded?\n  Leave me the fuck alone, will you?\n  Whatever, nigga, you know what, your eyes all red and everything\n  You always get so drunk\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  Whatever\n  You always come home high\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so faded\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always have red eyes\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  The club bumps, faded off Remy and five blunts\n  Kodiak kush got me fucked up\n  I'm goin' round for round, drink dark brown\n  Smoke trees and the leaf that be dark brown\n  Look at baby, so thick, man, she dark brown\n  Bad bitches all around, you know it's goin' down\n  I be posted by the bar like a ghetto CEO\n  Spade tee with a new jean suit from Girbaud\n  Spank white Nikes, so fresh and so tight\n  The bitches wanna holler back, young and all night\n  So what do you expect when I'm out with my niggas\n  Drink it up, smoke blunts, poppin' bitches\n  You always get so drunk\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always come home high\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so faded\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always have red eyes\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so drunk\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always come home high\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so faded\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always have red eyes\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  Monday night football start at six\n  My fifth Hennessy at the bar with chicks\n  It's on once again, a new night, new mix\n  Before we left the crib, already finished a fifth\n  Me, B, Fin, Stats and my nigga E-Swift\n  Fredwreck on deck with this Brazilian bitch\n  After football, we gon' hit the spot\n  After two o'clock, after hours pop\n  It's on all night, Kilu spinnin' right\n  Oh, for sure, nigga, my nigga Kilu tight\n  Stop by 7-11, get another pack of blunts\n  Get a 40, Phil Spottie, roll 'em up\n  You always get so drunk\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always come home high\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so faded\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always have red eyes\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You think you all presidential\n  We stay low key, dippin' through the residential\n  Sippin' Presidente in the wet El Camino\n  On Rally's, deep dish, spin so simple\n  Here I am with another blunt in my hand\n  It's Tuesday so we all got tall cans\n  T dodgers at Joseph's in Hollywood\n  So many birds I've never seen lookin' so good\n  In a minute, I'ma pull this hundred and spend it\n  My niggas crowd around the bar like they all built it\n  I guess we vultures in the late night club culture\n  I'ma do the damn things that I always told you\n  You always get so drunk\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always come home high\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always get so faded\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n  You always have red eyes\n  Bitch, I don't give a fuck, bitch\n"}]