[{"id":3949868,"name":"Rent Money","trackName":"Rent Money","artistName":"Future","albumName":"FUTURE","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Super\nThey go crazy\nYeah\nThey comin' in and out, in and out, in and out\nTrap spot boomin'\n\nGot the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nGot the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\nServin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\nYa baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nShe sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n\nTreat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you\nJohn Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you\nI put a middle finger up, because, fuck you\nThis money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you\nRed bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc\nI bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu\nI fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you\nYah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'\nShe jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'\nWe light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'\nThis for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries\nSend a direct hit, you gotta pay attention\nI just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention\nShe didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension\nI put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension\nOffered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage\nI was petrified you know my right wrist authentic\nI get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250\nI'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back\nOn my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack\nFuckin' with them strippers all in G5\nAnd as soon as the club closed we board the G5\nI got scammers and junkies lined up on each side\nI got five percent tint on each side\nI tried to make it outta school on the east side\nI'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school\nI'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew\nI like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too\nThey come in stuck together when they in the wrap still\nI fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\nI fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n\nGot the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nGot the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\nServin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\nYa baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nShe sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n\nI fucks R&B bitches, should thank you\nThem bricks coming in like the John Doe crew\nThey put a number on your head, they tryna stank you\nI'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you\nThey got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you\nI let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food\nI damn near get half a ticket for a walk through\nI fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston\nI got this westside freakin' like boostin'\nI built my empire up like Lucious\nAyy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance\nI make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\nI make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\nYah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine\nI just put a rapper bitch on game\nI be smokin' rapper weed with my gang\nI just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame\n\nGot the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nGot the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\nServin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\nYa baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\nI just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\nShe sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\nI fucked this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah\n\nNigga, with yo loud ass, bruh\nYo, what's going on E\nThe Big Frank Dog\nI know you be trippin', bruh\nI just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh\nLet me get a gram right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick\nA gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga?\nGet that nigga ass up outta here, man\nNigga talkin' about he want a gram\nWhat, you wanna Grammy?\nBoy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh\nLet me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it\nYou a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10\nGet yo ass on outta here, man\nTry to come up here for no damn gram, nigga\nThat's candy money nigga\nA gram!?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.74] Super\n[00:02.67] They go crazy\n[00:06.21] Yeah\n[00:07.66] They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out\n[00:11.48] Trap spot boomin'\n[00:13.86] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[00:19.65] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[00:22.63] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[00:25.44] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[00:28.10] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[00:30.98] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[00:33.94] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[00:36.79] Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you\n[00:39.53] John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you\n[00:42.48] I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you\n[00:45.31] This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you\n[00:48.16] Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc\n[00:51.05] I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu\n[00:53.86] I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you\n[00:56.92] Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'\n[01:00.25] She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'\n[01:03.13] We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'\n[01:06.02] This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries\n[01:08.74] Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention\n[01:11.70] I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention\n[01:14.50] She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension\n[01:17.42] I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension\n[01:20.32] Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage\n[01:22.53] I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic\n[01:25.69] I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250\n[01:28.78] I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back\n[01:31.47] On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack\n[01:34.65] Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5\n[01:37.10] And as soon as the club closed we board the G5\n[01:40.03] I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side\n[01:42.94] I got five percent tint on each side\n[01:45.76] I tried to make it outta school on the east side\n[01:48.69] I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school\n[01:51.68] I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew\n[01:54.40] I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too\n[01:57.39] They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still\n[02:00.66] I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n[02:03.34] I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n[02:06.19] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[02:09.09] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[02:11.64] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[02:14.80] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[02:17.66] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[02:20.59] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[02:23.37] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[02:26.49] I fucks R&B bitches, should thank you\n[02:29.24] Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew\n[02:32.00] They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you\n[02:34.71] I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you\n[02:37.79] They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you\n[02:40.71] I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food\n[02:43.43] I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through\n[02:46.20] I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston\n[02:49.33] I got this westside freakin' like boostin'\n[02:52.15] I built my empire up like Lucious\n[02:55.20] Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance\n[02:58.12] I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n[03:00.82] I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n[03:03.95] Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine\n[03:07.02] I just put a rapper bitch on game\n[03:09.96] I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang\n[03:12.70] I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame\n[03:15.79] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[03:18.25] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[03:20.98] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[03:23.99] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[03:26.85] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[03:29.74] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[03:32.74] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[03:35.64] I fucked this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah\n[03:38.44] Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh\n[03:45.08] Yo, what's going on E\n[03:50.54] The Big Frank Dog\n[03:52.71] I know you be trippin', bruh\n[03:54.37] I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh\n[03:56.42] Let me get a gram right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick\n[03:58.22] A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga?\n[04:01.54] Get that nigga ass up outta here, man\n[04:02.66] Nigga talkin' about he want a gram\n[04:04.47] What, you wanna Grammy?\n[04:05.99] Boy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh\n[04:10.78] Let me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it\n[04:12.22] You a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10\n[04:14.52] Get yo ass on outta here, man\n[04:17.39] Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga\n[04:21.18] That's candy money nigga\n[04:22.60] A gram!?\n[04:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rent Money\n  artist: Future\n  album: FUTURE\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Super\n  start_ms: 740\n  end_ms: 2670\n- text: They go crazy\n  start_ms: 2670\n  end_ms: 6210\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6210\n  end_ms: 7660\n- text: They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out\n  start_ms: 7660\n  end_ms: 11480\n- text: Trap spot boomin'\n  start_ms: 11480\n  end_ms: 13860\n- 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Fuck around caught me a baddie\n  Cranberry cups with the 'matic\n  Throw half a brick at Magic\n  18-5 on a Monday\n  I'ma renegade with the money\n  Like the way I scrape that butter\n  Betty Crocker sippin' on muddy\n  Straight droppin', gon' get flooded\n  Pyrex pot and the 40\n  This'll get a slow trap scrunchin'\n  If it ain't hot, it ain't rollin'\n  Twenty-four seven ain't closin'\n  They got my name at the Precinct\n  Know a nigga playin' in a sink\n  Came through playin' in a mink\n  Don't put the fan on, it's gon' shrink\n  I put a lot bands on another rinse\n  Got a lotta bands on me, outta drench\n  I got re-rock on me, got fish\n  I got kilo, Cuban on my wrist\n  I serve junkies, then I made a hit\n  I got my fork and my work and my syrup\n  I got my recipe goin'\n  You see me just splashin' and play with that girl\n  You already know what I'm doin'\n  Scrape it out the pot when I cook it\n  Scrape it out the pot when I cook it\n  Scrape it out the pot when I cook it\n  Scrape it out the pot when I cook it\n  Make me have to cook it off the counter\n  Make me have to serve you with the hammer\n  Make me have to put it in the freezer\n  Make me have to put it in a Pamper\n  Bakin' is all you heard, whippin' cocaine up is all you heard\n  Bakin' is all you heard, whippin' cocaine up is all you heard\n  Bakin' is all you heard, whippin' cocaine up is all you heard\n  Splash, splash is all you heard\n  Came in the house and it's all you heard\n  I just whipped up a new Celine\n  I just whipped up a Maserati truck\n  Cookin' by the sink with the fire up\n  Burned down the house, call the fire truck\n  All Bape got me scrapin' louder\n  Might even take a lil longer\n  Took a few losses with the cane\n  Arm & Hammer made me strong\n  Right for the door, count up the four\n  We ran outta sandwich bags, go get some more\n  You ain't put in the work and you homeless\n  I stash the work in the Honda\n  Remixin' to keep it one hunnid\n  Came in the house and it's 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Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga?\nGet that nigga ass up outta here, man\nNigga talkin' about he want a gram\nWhat, you wanna Grammy?\nBoy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh\nLet me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it\nYou a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10\nGet yo ass on outta here, man\nTry to come up here for no damn gram, nigga\nThat's candy money nigga\nA gram!?","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.28] Super\n[00:04.08] They go crazy\n[00:05.95] Yeah\n[00:08.20] They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out\n[00:11.94] Trap spot boomin'\n[00:14.54] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[00:19.97] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[00:22.30] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[00:25.39] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[00:28.11] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[00:30.79] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[00:33.96] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[00:36.45] Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you\n[00:39.40] John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you\n[00:42.69] I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you\n[00:44.53] This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you\n[00:48.01] Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc\n[00:51.06] I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu\n[00:54.09] I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you\n[00:56.88] Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'\n[00:59.09] She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'\n[01:03.05] We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'\n[01:05.71] This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries\n[01:08.72] Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention\n[01:11.39] I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention\n[01:14.32] She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension\n[01:17.32] I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension\n[01:20.11] Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage\n[01:23.13] I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic\n[01:25.66] I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250\n[01:28.71] I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back\n[01:31.63] On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack\n[01:34.02] Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5\n[01:36.96] And as soon as the club closed we board the G5\n[01:39.93] I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side\n[01:42.56] I got five percent tint on each side\n[01:45.40] I tried to make it outta school on the east side\n[01:48.59] I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school\n[01:51.45] I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew\n[01:54.08] I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too\n[01:57.10] They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still\n[01:59.76] I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n[02:03.15] I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n[02:06.44] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[02:09.44] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[02:11.44] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[02:14.69] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[02:18.05] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[02:20.52] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[02:23.28] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[02:25.93] I fucks R&B bitches, should thank you\n[02:29.22] Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew\n[02:31.44] They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you\n[02:34.86] I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you\n[02:37.58] They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you\n[02:40.90] I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food\n[02:43.68] I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through\n[02:46.42] I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston\n[02:49.03] I got this westside freakin' like boostin'\n[02:52.08] I built my empire up like Lucious\n[02:54.69] Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance\n[02:57.51] I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n[03:01.00] I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n[03:04.16] Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine\n[03:06.73] I just put a rapper bitch on game\n[03:09.97] I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang\n[03:12.72] I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame\n[03:15.65] Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n[03:18.26] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[03:21.59] Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n[03:23.87] Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n[03:28.47] Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n[03:29.77] I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n[03:32.57] She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n[03:35.32] I fucked this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah\n[03:43.42] Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh\n[03:48.76] Yo, what's going on E\n[03:52.04] The Big Frank Dog\n[03:53.58] I know you be trippin', bruh\n[03:54.46] I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh\n[03:57.30] Let me get a gram right quick; 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rent's due\n  start_ms: 137660\n  end_ms: 140590\n- text: I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  start_ms: 140590\n  end_ms: 143370\n- text: She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n  start_ms: 143370\n  end_ms: 146490\n- text: I fucks R&B bitches, should thank you\n  start_ms: 146490\n  end_ms: 149240\n- text: Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew\n  start_ms: 149240\n  end_ms: 152000\n- text: They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you\n  start_ms: 152000\n  end_ms: 154710\n- text: I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you\n  start_ms: 154710\n  end_ms: 157790\n- text: They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you\n  start_ms: 157790\n  end_ms: 160710\n- text: I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food\n  start_ms: 160710\n  end_ms: 163430\n- text: I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through\n  start_ms: 163430\n  end_ms: 166200\n- text: I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston\n  start_ms: 166200\n  end_ms: 169330\n- text: I got this westside freakin' like boostin'\n  start_ms: 169330\n  end_ms: 172150\n- text: I built my empire up like Lucious\n  start_ms: 172150\n  end_ms: 175200\n- text: Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance\n  start_ms: 175200\n  end_ms: 178120\n- text: I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n  start_ms: 178120\n  end_ms: 180820\n- text: I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n  start_ms: 180820\n  end_ms: 183950\n- text: Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine\n  start_ms: 183950\n  end_ms: 187020\n- text: I just put a rapper bitch on game\n  start_ms: 187020\n  end_ms: 189960\n- text: I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang\n  start_ms: 189960\n  end_ms: 192700\n- text: I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame\n  start_ms: 192700\n  end_ms: 195790\n- text: Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n  start_ms: 195790\n  end_ms: 198250\n- text: I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  start_ms: 198250\n  end_ms: 200980\n- 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smoke that hoe out, right quick\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 238220\n- text: A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga?\n  start_ms: 238220\n  end_ms: 241540\n- text: Get that nigga ass up outta here, man\n  start_ms: 241540\n  end_ms: 242660\n- text: Nigga talkin' about he want a gram\n  start_ms: 242660\n  end_ms: 244470\n- text: What, you wanna Grammy?\n  start_ms: 244470\n  end_ms: 245990\n- text: Boy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh\n  start_ms: 245990\n  end_ms: 250780\n- text: Let me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it\n  start_ms: 250780\n  end_ms: 252220\n- text: You a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10\n  start_ms: 252220\n  end_ms: 254520\n- text: Get yo ass on outta here, man\n  start_ms: 254520\n  end_ms: 257390\n- text: Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga\n  start_ms: 257390\n  end_ms: 261180\n- text: That's candy money nigga\n  start_ms: 261180\n  end_ms: 262600\n- text: A gram!?\n  start_ms: 262600\n  end_ms: 264710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 264710\nplain: |-\n  Super\n  They go crazy\n  Yeah\n  They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out\n  Trap spot boomin'\n\n  Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n  Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n  Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n\n  Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you\n  John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you\n  I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you\n  This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you\n  Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc\n  I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu\n  I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you\n  Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'\n  She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'\n  We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'\n  This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries\n  Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention\n  I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention\n  She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension\n  I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension\n  Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage\n  I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic\n  I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250\n  I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back\n  On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack\n  Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5\n  And as soon as the club closed we board the G5\n  I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side\n  I got five percent tint on each side\n  I tried to make it outta school on the east side\n  I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school\n  I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew\n  I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too\n  They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still\n  I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n  I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal\n\n  Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n  Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n  Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n\n  I fucks R&B bitches, should thank you\n  Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew\n  They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you\n  I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you\n  They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you\n  I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food\n  I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through\n  I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston\n  I got this westside freakin' like boostin'\n  I built my empire up like Lucious\n  Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance\n  I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n  I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless\n  Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine\n  I just put a rapper bitch on game\n  I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang\n  I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame\n\n  Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too\n  Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes\n  Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due\n  I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you\n  She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you\n  I fucked this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah\n\n  Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh\n  Yo, what's going on E\n  The Big Frank Dog\n  I know you be trippin', bruh\n  I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh\n  Let me get a gram right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick\n  A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga?\n  Get that nigga ass up outta here, man\n  Nigga talkin' about he want a gram\n  What, you wanna Grammy?\n  Boy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh\n  Let me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it\n  You a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10\n  Get yo ass on outta here, man\n  Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga\n  That's candy money nigga\n  A gram!?\n"}]