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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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Why is you shootin' here?\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n\nYeah, away, away, away, away, away\nYou want bullshit, I hit you with that olé\nTold my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame\nEven when I stand up and hit it from the back I'ma still get laid\nYour bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed\nI took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let's get it)\nChicago shit, Chicago nigga\nFuckin' on a Philadelphia bitch\n\nYeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent\nRollie doesn't tick\nChopper with the tints\nPull up with the tints, clip is extended\nNever gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin' rich\nLimb by limb, forgive and forget\nMan, I don't forget shit\nYou don't know when to stand\nYou got it bad, man, come in, oh\nOh, baby, come in\nMan, I don't forget shit\nUh, yeah\n\nI'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\nEven at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\nI done Meta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\nI never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\nShoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\nRockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\nI'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\nPicasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\nArmy sergeant, no rank, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.40] Hmm, uh-huh\n[00:05.78] (Hit-Boy)\n[00:08.45] \n[00:11.06] Bitch\n[00:15.18] Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy\n[00:21.04] I done, I done made it\n[00:23.68] I done made it, made it, yeah\n[00:28.32] I'm sick and tired of these hatin' ass niggas, though\n[00:31.85] Let my dick breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit\n[00:36.86] Fuck nigga\n[00:37.41] Uh, yeah\n[00:39.65] I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\n[00:43.05] Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\n[00:46.14] I done Metta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\n[00:49.49] I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\n[00:52.84] Shoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\n[00:56.09] Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\n[00:59.52] I'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\n[01:02.04] Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\n[01:05.28] Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay\n[01:08.35] If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand get them features out my face\n[01:11.54] 50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate\n[01:14.73] I got that pump, it's ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks\n[01:18.19] I ain't Lil Pump but I got double glocks on me like Gucci Gang\n[01:21.35] We ball like Wilt Chamberlain like the name of them old Gucci tapes\n[01:24.85] Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane\n[01:26.57] That lil' bitch like, \"Burr,\" why she so insecure?\n[01:29.52] Who got the pills in here? How do you live in here?\n[01:32.81] I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\n[01:36.41] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n[01:39.44] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\n[01:42.86] She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\n[01:46.32] Fuck is you doin' here? 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that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\nYeah, hater mad, hater really pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nDo your dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nOn that big swag (Yeah), on that big sauce (Yeah)\nOn that bitch, drip (Yeah), on that bitch, ball (Yeah)\nOn that bitch\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\nFallin', all my shots be fallin' (They be fallin')\nLike Spalding, the way a young nigga be ballin' (I be ballin')\nLove Dior so much, fuck a price tag (Rich)\nI need everything on the shoe rack (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nRicher than a bitch, I can't go back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nWavy nigga, fuck a durag\nAnd fuck yo' crew, yeah\nI heard they scared to shoot, yeah (Ya' dig?)\nAnd I heard they all be on the same shit\nHatin' the basic, lookin' at the money they ain't makin' (Ya' dig, ya' dig, ya' dig?)\nSauce on 'em, drip on 'em, ball on 'em, yeah\nSauce on 'em, drip on 'em, ball on 'em, yeah\nOn that big swag, on that big sauce\nOn that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\nOn that big swag, on that big sauce\nOn that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\nYeah, hater mad, hater really pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nDo yo dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nOn that big swag (Yeah), on that big sauce (Yeah)\nOn that bitch, drip (Yeah), on that bitch, ball (Yeah)\nOn that bitch\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\nDamn, would you look at the time (Tick tock)\nThe whole wide world is feelin' the vibe (Ya' dig?)\nSit down, buckle up, it's a long ride (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)\nThis a spaceship, all hands inside (Skrrt)\nZoom, outta here, past the hate\nIn the room (In the room), gravitate\nFrom your doom (From your doom), to a new day (To a new)\nI pour you up some lean, with some D'ussé (Pour you up a few)\nNot a role model, I just know how it go (Know how it go)\nDo this for the kids, yeah the fans at my shows (Fans at my shows)\nIf she don't love you, let her go, he a hater let him know (Let him know)\nThen throw them hundreds in the air, and turn up the stereo (Rich, rich, rich)\nOn that big swag, on that big sauce\nOn that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\nOn that big swag, on that big sauce\nOn that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\nYeah, hater mad, hater really pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nDo yo dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\nOn that big swag (Yeah), on that big sauce (Yeah)\nOn that bitch, drip (Yeah), on that bitch, ball (Yeah)\nOn that bitch\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\nYoung rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\nYoung rich nigga run up a check\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00]\n[00:01.11] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah (Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm)\n[00:08.79] Yeah, yeah\n[00:11.68] On that bitch, drip (Drip), on that bitch, ball (Ball)\n[00:14.65] In the studio (Yeah), had to turn my phone off (Off)\n[00:17.49] Working for a new car (Skrt, skrt), I'ma hit a burnout (Skrrt)\n[00:20.57] Just to make these niggas mad, yeah, I go all out (Ya' dig?)\n[00:23.89] On that big swag, on that big sauce\n[00:27.01] On that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\n[00:30.04] On that big swag, on that big sauce\n[00:33.02] On that bitch, drip, on that bitch, ball\n[00:35.90] Yeah, hater mad, hater really pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\n[00:39.13] Do your dance on they ass, make 'em pissed off (Yeah, yeah)\n[00:42.15] On that big swag (Yeah), on that big sauce (Yeah)\n[00:45.14] On that bitch, drip (Yeah), on that bitch, ball (Yeah)\n[00:48.21] On that bitch\n[00:49.65] Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\n[00:52.64] Young rich nigga run up a check\n[00:55.71] Young rich nigga drippin' and flexin'\n[00:58.78] Young rich nigga run up a check\n[01:01.37] Fallin', all my shots be fallin' (They be fallin')\n[01:04.10] Like Spalding, the way a young nigga be ballin' (I be 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bitch like, \"Burr,\" why she so insecure?\n\nWho got the pills in here? How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? Why is you shootin' here?\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n\nYeah, away, away, away, away, away\nYou want bullshit, I hit you with that olé\nTold my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame\nEven when I stand up and hit it from the back I'ma still get laid\nYour bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed\nI took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let's get it)\nChicago shit, Chicago nigga\nFuckin' on a Philadelphia bitch\n\nYeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent\nRollie doesn't tick\nChopper with the tints\nPull up with the tints, clip is extended\nNever gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin' rich\nLimb by limb, forgive and forget\nMan, I don't forget shit\nYou don't know when to stand\nYou got it bad, man, come in, oh\nOh, baby, come in\nMan, I don't forget shit\nUh, yeah\n\nI'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\nEven at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\nI done Meta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\nI never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\nShoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\nRockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\nI'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\nPicasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\nArmy sergeant, no rank, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.35] Hmm, uh-huh\n[00:04.87] (Hit-Boy)\n[00:07.54] \n[00:10.93] Bitch\n[00:14.81] Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy\n[00:20.21] I done, I done made it\n[00:23.54] I done made it, made it, yeah\n[00:28.16] I'm sick and tired of these hatin' ass niggas, though\n[00:31.43] Let my dick breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit\n[00:35.92] Fuck nigga\n[00:37.84] Uh, yeah\n[00:39.71] I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\n[00:42.47] Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\n[00:45.93] I done Metta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\n[00:49.23] I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\n[00:52.74] Shoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\n[00:56.08] Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\n[00:59.26] I'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\n[01:01.99] Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\n[01:04.94] Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay\n[01:08.59] If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand get them features out my face\n[01:11.27] 50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate\n[01:14.59] I got that pump, it's ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks\n[01:17.98] I ain't Lil Pump but I got double glocks on me like Gucci Gang\n[01:21.20] We ball like Wilt Chamberlain like the name of them old Gucci tapes\n[01:24.54] Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane\n[01:26.38] That lil' bitch like, \"Burr,\" why she so insecure?\n[01:29.67] Who got the pills in here? How do you live in here?\n[01:32.86] I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\n[01:35.82] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n[01:39.45] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\n[01:42.63] She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\n[01:46.17] Fuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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Why is you shootin' here?\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nDoin' it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n\nYeah, away, away, away, away, away\nYou want bullshit, I hit you with that olé\nTold my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame\nEven when I stand up and hit it from the back I'ma still get laid\nYour bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed\nI took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let's get it)\nChicago shit, Chicago nigga\nFuckin' on a Philadelphia bitch\n\nYeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent\nRollie doesn't tick\nChopper with the tints\nPull up with the tints, clip is extended\nNever gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin' rich\nLimb by limb, forgive and forget\nMan, I don't forget shit\nYou don't know when to stand\nYou got it bad, man, come in, oh\nOh, baby, come in\nMan, I don't forget shit\nUh, yeah\n\nI'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\nEven at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\nI done Meta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\nI never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\nShoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\nRockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\nI'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\nPicasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\nArmy sergeant, no rank, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.42] Hmm, uh-huh\n[00:05.79] (Hit-Boy)\n[00:08.46] \n[00:11.06] Bitch\n[00:15.12] Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy\n[00:21.03] I done, I done made it\n[00:23.65] I done made it, made it, yeah\n[00:28.30] I'm sick and tired of these hatin' ass niggas, though\n[00:31.81] Let my dick breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit\n[00:36.84] Fuck nigga\n[00:37.40] Uh, yeah\n[00:39.64] I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse\n[00:43.02] Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best\n[00:46.18] I done Metta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest\n[00:49.42] I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec\n[00:52.83] Shoot you in your stomach make this shit hard to digest\n[00:56.02] Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah\n[00:59.53] I'ma turn a nigga block to an art project\n[01:02.01] Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?\n[01:05.24] Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay\n[01:08.38] If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand get them features out my face\n[01:11.51] 50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate\n[01:14.78] I got that pump, it's ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks\n[01:18.19] I ain't Lil Pump but I got double glocks on me like Gucci Gang\n[01:21.35] We ball like Wilt Chamberlain like the name of them old Gucci tapes\n[01:24.84] Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane\n[01:26.59] That lil' bitch like, \"Burr,\" why she so insecure?\n[01:29.54] Who got the pills in here? 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How do you live in here?\n[01:32.81] I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\n[01:36.49] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n[01:39.45] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\n[01:42.82] She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\n[01:46.32] Fuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\n[01:32.81] I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\n[01:36.49] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\n[01:39.45] I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\n[01:42.82] She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\n[01:46.32] Fuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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How do you live in here?\nI got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah\nI do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let's go)\nShe saw me in the club, how did you get in here?\nFuck is you doin' here? 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