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We burn fields\nSwore I seen the devil on my first meal\nHad to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\nI'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n\nI talk money, some say I speak foreign\nWhip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\nTold her to dance, and that bitch kept going\nCake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\nI'm a boss, motherfucker\nPull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\nOn the salt, motherfucker\nRich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\nTake your bitch, motherfucker\nSuck a dick, motherfucker\nI'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\nThis is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\nAnd you a bitch, motherfucker\nAll your bitches know it\nHit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n\nHundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\nHundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\nOverseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\nFlip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\nAll the mils counted, peep how it feels\nUp top, nigga, doing big deals\nBig chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\nOn the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\nAnother flip, nigga\nStash the cash\nWe do this, nothing but some money on me\nAnother blast, nigga -- pussy\nCurve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\nEleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\nCoke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\nGot them whole things in the sand\nUptown, filthy rich, rich gang","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.82] You know my sneakers foreign nigga\n[00:30.02] (Yeah) What you heard?!\n[00:31.58] Bigger than life\n[00:32.67] Cookin' up!\n[00:33.94] Big money poppin' boy\n[00:35.36] Cookin' up!(Yeah)\n[00:36.95] Cccccookin' up!\n[00:38.24] They talking bout me in the trap house\n[00:41.90] They asking bout me in the trap house\n[00:44.76] They talking bout me in the trap house\n[00:47.31] They asking bout me in the trap house\n[00:50.37] What the business is, stay up out of mine\n[00:53.03] What the business is, stay up out of mine\n[00:56.28] They talking bout me in the trap house\n[00:59.11] They asking bout me in the trap house\n[01:01.44] Niggas mad that I went and got my visa\n[01:09.92] Thirty on my wrist, had to roll my sleeve up\n[01:12.61] Damn right we rocking, damn right we copping\n[01:15.07] Fly cars we whipping, the fuck boys be plotting\n[01:18.06] Purple Jolly Ranchers, chain couple advances\n[01:20.56] Wrist and watch blang blue and white like Kansas\n[01:23.41] Right side turn wheel; Talk kush? We burn fields\n[01:26.67] Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n[01:29.82] Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n[01:32.49] I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n[02:03.53] I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n[02:06.32] Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n[02:08.97] Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n[02:11.89] Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n[02:14.40] I'm a boss, motherfucker\n[02:15.81] Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n[02:18.02] On the salt, motherfucker\n[02:19.62] Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n[02:22.40] Take your bitch, motherfucker\n[02:24.09] Suck a dick, motherfucker\n[02:25.46] I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n[02:28.46] This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n[02:30.84] And you a bitch, motherfucker\n[02:32.31] All your bitches know it\n[02:34.07] Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n[02:36.31] Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n[03:02.12] Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n[03:05.34] Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n[03:07.84] Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n[03:10.51] All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n[03:13.55] Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n[03:16.48] Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n[03:19.23] On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n[03:21.96] Another flip, nigga\n[03:23.95] Stash the cash\n[03:25.29] We do this, nothing but some money on me\n[03:27.62] Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n[03:30.16] Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n[03:33.07] Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n[03:36.05] Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n[03:38.76] Got them whole things in the sand\n[03:41.50] Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n[03:44.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trap House\n  artist: French Montana\n  album: Excuse My French\n  duration_ms: 278021\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know my sneakers foreign nigga\n  start_ms: 27820\n  end_ms: 30020\n- text: (Yeah) What you heard?!\n  start_ms: 30020\n  end_ms: 31580\n- text: Bigger than life\n  start_ms: 31580\n  end_ms: 32670\n- text: Cookin' up!\n  start_ms: 32670\n  end_ms: 33940\n- text: Big money poppin' boy\n  start_ms: 33940\n  end_ms: 35360\n- text: Cookin' up!(Yeah)\n  start_ms: 35360\n  end_ms: 36950\n- text: Cccccookin' up!\n  start_ms: 36950\n  end_ms: 38240\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 38240\n  end_ms: 41900\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 41900\n  end_ms: 44760\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 44760\n  end_ms: 47310\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 47310\n  end_ms: 50370\n- text: What the business is, stay up out of mine\n  start_ms: 50370\n  end_ms: 53030\n- text: What the business is, stay up out of mine\n  start_ms: 53030\n  end_ms: 56280\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 56280\n  end_ms: 59110\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 59110\n  end_ms: 61440\n- text: Niggas mad that I went and got my visa\n  start_ms: 61440\n  end_ms: 69920\n- text: Thirty on my wrist, had to roll my sleeve up\n  start_ms: 69920\n  end_ms: 72610\n- text: Damn right we rocking, damn right we copping\n  start_ms: 72610\n  end_ms: 75070\n- text: Fly cars we whipping, the fuck boys be plotting\n  start_ms: 75070\n  end_ms: 78060\n- text: Purple Jolly Ranchers, chain couple advances\n  start_ms: 78060\n  end_ms: 80560\n- text: Wrist and watch blang blue and white like Kansas\n  start_ms: 80560\n  end_ms: 83410\n- text: Right side turn wheel; Talk kush? 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We burn fields\n  Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n  Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n  I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n\n  I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n  Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n  Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n  Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n  I'm a boss, motherfucker\n  Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n  On the salt, motherfucker\n  Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n  Take your bitch, motherfucker\n  Suck a dick, motherfucker\n  I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n  This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n  And you a bitch, motherfucker\n  All your bitches know it\n  Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n\n  Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n  Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n  Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n  Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n  All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n  Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n  Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n  On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n  Another flip, nigga\n  Stash the cash\n  We do this, nothing but some money on me\n  Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n  Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n  Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n  Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n  Got them whole things in the sand\n  Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n"},{"id":9846291,"name":"Trap House","trackName":"Trap House","artistName":"French Montana","albumName":"Excuse My French","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know my sneakers foreign nigga\n(Yeah) What you heard?!\nBigger than life\nCookin' up!\nBig money poppin' boy\nCookin' up!(Yeah)\nCccccookin' up!\n\nThey talking bout me in the trap house\nThey asking bout me in the trap house\nThey talking bout me in the trap house\nThey asking bout me in the trap house\nWhat the business is, stay up out of mine\nWhat the business is, stay up out of mine\nThey talking bout me in the trap house\nThey asking bout me in the trap house\n\nNiggas mad that I went and got my visa\nThirty on my wrist, had to roll my sleeve up\nDamn right we rocking, damn right we copping\nFly cars we whipping, the fuck boys be plotting\nPurple Jolly Ranchers, chain couple advances\nWrist and watch blang blue and white like Kansas\nRight side turn wheel; Talk kush? 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We burn fields\n[01:00.00] Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n[01:02.92] Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n[01:05.32] I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n[01:35.03] I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n[01:36.99] Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n[01:42.58] Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n[01:44.48] Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n[01:47.66] I'm a boss, motherfucker\n[01:49.20] Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n[01:51.63] On the salt, motherfucker\n[01:53.55] Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n[01:55.96] Take your bitch, motherfucker\n[01:57.60] Suck a dick, motherfucker\n[01:58.69] I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n[02:01.50] This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n[02:04.09] And you a bitch, motherfucker\n[02:06.46] All your bitches know it\n[02:07.75] Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n[02:35.40] Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n[02:36.20] Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n[02:38.24] Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n[02:40.90] Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n[02:44.16] All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n[02:46.59] Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n[02:49.58] Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n[02:51.99] On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n[02:54.84] Another flip, nigga\n[02:56.91] Stash the cash\n[02:58.01] We do this, nothing but some money on me\n[03:00.29] Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n[03:02.01] Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n[03:05.83] Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n[03:09.00] Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n[03:11.44] Got them whole things in the sand\n[03:15.16] Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n[03:17.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trap House\n  artist: French Montana\n  album: Excuse My French\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know my sneakers foreign nigga\n  start_ms: 1770\n  end_ms: 2790\n- text: (Yeah) What you heard?!\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 4370\n- text: Bigger than life\n  start_ms: 4370\n  end_ms: 5450\n- text: Cookin' up!\n  start_ms: 5450\n  end_ms: 6740\n- text: Big money poppin' boy\n  start_ms: 6740\n  end_ms: 8350\n- text: Cookin' up!(Yeah)\n  start_ms: 8350\n  end_ms: 10800\n- text: Cccccookin' up!\n  start_ms: 10800\n  end_ms: 12690\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 12690\n  end_ms: 15040\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 15040\n  end_ms: 18090\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 18090\n  end_ms: 20930\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 20930\n  end_ms: 23980\n- text: What the business is, stay up out of mine\n  start_ms: 23980\n  end_ms: 26310\n- text: What the business is, stay up out of mine\n  start_ms: 26310\n  end_ms: 29270\n- text: They talking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 29270\n  end_ms: 32260\n- text: They asking bout me in the trap house\n  start_ms: 32260\n  end_ms: 40270\n- text: Niggas mad that I went and got my visa\n  start_ms: 40270\n  end_ms: 42330\n- text: Thirty on my wrist, had to roll my sleeve up\n  start_ms: 42330\n  end_ms: 45050\n- text: Damn right we rocking, damn right we copping\n  start_ms: 45050\n  end_ms: 46640\n- text: Fly cars we whipping, the fuck boys be plotting\n  start_ms: 46640\n  end_ms: 50930\n- text: Purple Jolly Ranchers, chain couple advances\n  start_ms: 50930\n  end_ms: 53340\n- text: Wrist and watch blang blue and white like Kansas\n  start_ms: 53340\n  end_ms: 56210\n- text: Right side turn wheel; Talk kush? 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We burn fields\n  Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n  Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n  I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n\n  I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n  Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n  Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n  Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n  I'm a boss, motherfucker\n  Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n  On the salt, motherfucker\n  Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n  Take your bitch, motherfucker\n  Suck a dick, motherfucker\n  I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n  This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n  And you a bitch, motherfucker\n  All your bitches know it\n  Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n\n  Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n  Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n  Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n  Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n  All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n  Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n  Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n  On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n  Another flip, nigga\n  Stash the cash\n  We do this, nothing but some money on me\n  Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n  Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n  Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n  Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n  Got them whole things in the sand\n  Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n"},{"id":21359701,"name":"Trap House (feat. 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We burn fields\n[01:00.00] Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n[01:02.92] Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n[01:05.32] I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n[01:35.03] I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n[01:36.99] Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n[01:42.58] Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n[01:44.48] Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n[01:47.66] I'm a boss, motherfucker\n[01:49.20] Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n[01:51.63] On the salt, motherfucker\n[01:53.55] Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n[01:55.96] Take your bitch, motherfucker\n[01:57.60] Suck a dick, motherfucker\n[01:58.69] I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n[02:01.50] This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n[02:04.09] And you a bitch, motherfucker\n[02:06.46] All your bitches know it\n[02:07.75] Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n[02:35.40] Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n[02:36.20] Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n[02:38.24] Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n[02:40.90] Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n[02:44.16] All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n[02:46.59] Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n[02:49.58] Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n[02:51.99] On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n[02:54.84] Another flip, nigga\n[02:56.91] Stash the cash\n[02:58.01] We do this, nothing but some money on me\n[03:00.29] Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n[03:02.01] Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n[03:05.83] Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n[03:09.00] Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n[03:11.44] Got them whole things in the sand\n[03:15.16] Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n[03:17.01] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trap House [feat. 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We burn fields\n  Swore I seen the devil on my first meal\n  Had to kill the watch, nigga -- time served\n  I'm talking 9, 000 watts, nigga -- you ain't heard?\n\n  I talk money, some say I speak foreign\n  Whip foreign, watch foreign, bitch foreign\n  Told her to dance, and that bitch kept going\n  Cake, cake, cake, cake -- just throw it\n  I'm a boss, motherfucker\n  Pull up to the club just to floss, motherfucker\n  On the salt, motherfucker\n  Rich motherfucker, all the whips foreign\n  Take your bitch, motherfucker\n  Suck a dick, motherfucker\n  I'm the shit, motherfucker -- time to get up off the toilet\n  This is it, motherfucker; thirty-six, motherfucker\n  And you a bitch, motherfucker\n  All your bitches know it\n  Hit a lick, motherfucker; took a brick, motherfucker\n\n  Hundred bricks, nigga, like a hundred chips\n  Hundred whips, nigga, another hundred clips\n  Overseas, nigga, on some hundred shit\n  Flip a hundred things, moving on a hundred whips\n  All the mils counted, peep how it feels\n  Up top, nigga, doing big deals\n  Big chips, nigga, knowing how to kill\n  On the field, nigga, do this shit and do it real\n  Another flip, nigga\n  Stash the cash\n  We do this, nothing but some money on me\n  Another blast, nigga -- pussy\n  Curve, swerve, hit 'em with that chopper on me\n  Eleven hundred, flipped eleven hundred\n  Coke Boys in this bitch, move eleven hundred\n  Got them whole things in the sand\n  Uptown, filthy rich, rich gang\n"},{"id":36393639,"name":"Trap House (Remix) [feat. 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(Five, five)\nHomie is trippin', I hit him with six and\nI hit you with five (Hit you with five)\nI came for them commas (Hunnids)\nI slam a lick, now my plate full of hummus (Hummus)\nSouth Bronx with the gunners (Young)\nTrap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin'\nNumbers, trap house doin' numbers)\nGot hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids tucked in the safe (Huh)\nTrap doin' numbers\n\nMy youngers'll hit you, zip you up right in your face (Brr)\nGot now, fuck who runnin' (Runnin')\nPaid now, fuck who fronted (Fronted)\nWith my blood gettin' blue money (Money)\nWhite paint cost two-twenty (Twenty)\nDash fast like two-twenty (Skrrt)\nTrap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n\nYour hummer stuntin' with no hummer (Hummer)\nBreak the whole cake down, homie, all crumbles (Crumble)\nBreak the whole thing down, homie, all bundles (Bundle)\nI'm in the trap doin' pole numbers (Numbers)\nI'm in the trap countin' more numbers\nStash racked up, all hunnids\nCouple racks for the young runners (Young runners)\n\nBuild money for my young gunners\nEvery other day, change the phone number\n\nI cop it, repress it, I'm reckless\nI stretch it, remixin' the dope (Remix)\nI turn a two into a four, bag it up\nAnd I sell it for low (For low, ahh)\n\nTrap, trap, trap, trap, nigga, it's all we\nKnow (All we know, trap, trap, trap, trap)\nOnly real killers and drug dealers up in my bando, nigga, in my bando\nTrap house doin' numbers (Trap, trap)\nTrap, trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\nTrap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin' numbers)\n\nTrap, trap house doin' numbers and it filled up with gunners (Gunners)\nDon't come up in my spot, you'll get dropped\nWe don't deal with newcomers (Bah, bah, bah)\nTrap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n\nTrap house doin' numbers (Doin' numbers)\nTrap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n\nTrap house doin' numbers\nTrap, trap house doin' numbers and it's filled up with gunners\nAnd it's filled up with gunners\nWe don't fuck with newcomers\nTrap house doin' numbers\nTrap house doin' numbers\nTrap house doin' numbers and it's filled up with gunners\nAnd it's filled up with gunners\nWe don't fuck with newcomers\nTrap house doin' numbers","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.53] Ahh, it's all that we know\n[00:03.48] Trap, huh, Montana, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah\n[00:06.35] It's all that we know\n[00:07.34] Trap, trap, it's all that we know\n[00:09.40] Coke Boys, Ano Gang, nigga, Ano Gang, nigga\n[00:12.09] Ahh, ball for TV, nigga\n[00:13.12] Ahwoolay, sober, gang\n[00:16.68] I cop it, repress it, I'm reckless\n[00:18.55] I stretch it, remixin' the dope (Remix)\n[00:20.52] I turn a two into a four, bag it up\n[00:22.31] And I sell it for low (For low, ahh)\n[00:24.02] Trap, trap, trap, trap, nigga, it's\n[00:26.19] All we know (Trap, trap, trap, trap)\n[00:28.37] Only real killers and drug dealers up in my bando, nigga, in my bando\n[00:31.75] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap, trap)\n[00:33.75] Trap, trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[00:35.41] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin' numbers)\n[00:37.16] Trap, trap house doin' numbers and it\n[00:38.60] Filled up with gunners (With the gunners)\n[00:40.28] Don't come up in my spot, you'll get dropped\n[00:41.56] We don't deal with newcomers (Bah, bah, bah)\n[00:42.88] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[00:44.14] , Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[00:45.58] Trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[00:48.02] My number one client called me up and said\n[00:49.95] \"Smoke, I need a pigeon\" (Where you at?)\n[00:51.86] So I copped it, repress it, I'm reckless\n[00:53.61] I stretch it, 10K do the whippin' (Whip, whip)\n[00:55.45] My bitch do the dishes (The dishes)\n[00:56.95] AK do the drop off, NS do the pitchin' (Pretty guys)\n[00:59.23] Hoes love how we livin' (Huh?)\n[01:00.88] You gotta be official just to step in my kitchen (Gang)\n[01:03.24] And my hitters efficient\n[01:04.89] So Capo ain't miss when he blowin' that Smith\n[01:07.12] Shootin' guard his position\n[01:08.55] He don't shoot from a distance, we\n[01:10.18] Don't leave him no witness (No witness)\n[01:11.65] To make it out the hood, lil' nigga, that's\n[01:13.53] The number one mission (Number one mission)\n[01:15.43] So I invest in a Pyrex pot, then my money start flippin'\n[01:18.29] Head, I be trippin' (Gang)\n[01:19.75] OT, I'm back, flippin' packs, that's how I make my livin' (OT)\n[01:23.35] I don't deal with new niggas 'cause the new\n[01:25.07] Niggas be the ones snitchin' (Pussy niggas)\n[01:26.82] Burner on me, I be grippin'\n[01:28.51] Rari got the beam, we gon' flip him\n[01:30.41] Shots have him stumblin' and trippin' (Bah, bah, bah, bah)\n[01:32.44] Make sure he's finished, then we dippin', gang\n[01:35.36] I cop it, repress it, I'm reckless\n[01:37.02] I stretch it, remixin' the dope (Remix)\n[01:39.22] I turn a two into a four, bag it up\n[01:40.93] And I sell it for low (For low, ahh)\n[01:42.71] Trap, trap, trap, trap, nigga, it's\n[01:44.87] All we know (Trap, trap, trap, trap)\n[01:47.02] Only real killers and drug dealers up in my bando, nigga, in my bando\n[01:50.43] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap, trap)\n[01:52.53] Trap, trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[01:54.18] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin' numbers)\n[01:55.85] Trap, trap house doin' numbers and it filled up with gunners (Gunners)\n[01:58.99] Don't come up in my spot, you'll get dropped\n[02:00.24] We don't deal with newcomers (Bah, bah, bah)\n[02:01.59] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[02:02.77] , Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[02:04.28] Trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[02:07.48] Reppin' the six, are you reppin' the five? (Five, five)\n[02:10.30] Homie is trippin', I hit him with six and\n[02:12.24] I hit you with five (Hit you with five)\n[02:14.17] I came for them commas (Hunnids)\n[02:15.86] I slam a lick, now my plate full of hummus (Hummus)\n[02:17.97] South Bronx with the gunners (Young)\n[02:19.41] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin'\n[02:20.95] Numbers, trap house doin' numbers)\n[02:22.43] Got hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids tucked in the safe (Huh)\n[02:26.07] Trap doin' numbers\n[02:27.01] My youngers'll hit you, zip you up right in your face (Brr)\n[02:29.85] Got now, fuck who runnin' (Runnin')\n[02:31.28] Paid now, fuck who fronted (Fronted)\n[02:32.73] With my blood gettin' blue money (Money)\n[02:34.29] White paint cost two-twenty (Twenty)\n[02:35.75] Dash fast like two-twenty (Skrrt)\n[02:37.16] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[02:38.51] Your hummer stuntin' with no hummer (Hummer)\n[02:40.18] Break the whole cake down, homie, all crumbles (Crumble)\n[02:42.17] Break the whole thing down, homie, all bundles (Bundle)\n[02:44.09] I'm in the trap doin' pole numbers (Numbers)\n[02:45.41] I'm in the trap countin' more numbers\n[02:47.00] Stash racked up, all hunnids\n[02:48.52] Couple racks for the young runners (Young runners)\n[02:50.09] Build money for my young gunners\n[02:51.76] Every other day, change the phone number\n[02:54.02] I cop it, repress it, I'm reckless\n[02:55.73] I stretch it, remixin' the dope (Remix)\n[02:57.95] I turn a two into a four, bag it up\n[02:59.60] And I sell it for low (For low, ahh)\n[03:01.41] Trap, trap, trap, trap, nigga, it's all we\n[03:03.54] Know (All we know, trap, trap, trap, trap)\n[03:05.70] Only real killers and drug dealers up in my bando, nigga, in my bando\n[03:09.14] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap, trap)\n[03:11.12] Trap, trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[03:12.87] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house doin' numbers)\n[03:14.51] Trap, trap house doin' numbers and it filled up with gunners (Gunners)\n[03:17.53] Don't come up in my spot, you'll get dropped\n[03:18.92] We don't deal with newcomers (Bah, bah, bah)\n[03:20.23] Trap house doin' numbers (Trap house)\n[03:21.51] Trap house doin' numbers (Doin' numbers)\n[03:22.84] Trap house doin' numbers, trap house doin' numbers\n[03:24.88] Trap house doin' numbers\n[03:26.30] Trap, trap house doin' numbers and it's filled up with gunners\n[03:29.28] And it's filled up with gunners\n[03:30.78] We don't fuck with newcomers\n[03:31.75] Trap house doin' numbers\n[03:33.14] Trap house doin' numbers\n[03:34.69] Trap house doin' numbers and it's filled up with gunners\n[03:37.14] And it's filled up with gunners\n[03:38.51] We don't fuck with newcomers\n[03:39.69] Trap house doin' numbers\n[03:43.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Trap House (Remix) [feat. 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