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PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: Kay Flock - PSA\n duration_ms: 112000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Out in the street, they call it merther) big DOA, nigga\n Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like, grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n Grrah, grrah, grrah, like, grrah-grrah (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow-baow, where you goin'?)\n\n I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n\n Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti'), oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (heartbeat)\n I like my bitch gangsta, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch), it get active like Ricky and Morty (like, grrt-baow)\n Tap your head (rah-rah), nigga Rah got clapped, now he in the Marley (baow-baow)\n Nigga dead, and I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster wit' it\n It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n\n I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n"},{"id":15029451,"name":"Kay Flock - 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\nJust copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\nOh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\nI like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\nIt get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\nTap your head (Rah-Rah)\nNigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\nNigga dead\nAnd I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\n\nSee the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\nFeel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\nV210 how I'm whackin' the whip\nHe tried to up, but I'm faster with it\nIt get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\nTold you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.68] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[00:05.33] Big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.50] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n[00:10.82] Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.83] Grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:16.78] Hey, grrah-grrah\n[00:18.17] (Grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.55] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[00:21.19] Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.73] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[00:24.37] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.06] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.45] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:32.63] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.95] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:39.15] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.60] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.66] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:46.97] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.41] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.18] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:52.15] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.31] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.73] Nigga dead\n[00:56.31] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:59.37] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:03.29] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.69] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:05.99] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.52] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:09.13] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:11.08] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:12.75] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.34] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:15.70] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.59] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:18.93] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.98] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:24.05] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:27.52] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.71] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.02] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.39] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Kay Flock - PSA (Official Video)\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: Kay Flock Videos\n duration_ms: 112000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1680\n end_ms: 5330\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 5330\n end_ms: 7500\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7500\n end_ms: 10820\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10820\n end_ms: 14830\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 14830\n end_ms: 16780\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16780\n end_ms: 18170\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 19550\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19550\n end_ms: 21190\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 21190\n end_ms: 22730\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22730\n end_ms: 24370\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24370\n end_ms: 26060\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 26060\n end_ms: 29450\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:31.02] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.32] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:38.75] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.02] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.56] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:47.20] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.69] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.05] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:51.88] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.19] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.45] Nigga dead\n[00:56.54] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:58.34] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:00.84] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:02.24] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:03.98] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:05.54] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:07.11] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:08.47] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:09.52] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:11.62] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:13.14] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:14.76] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:16.37] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:18.19] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:20.38] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:22.92] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:27.72] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:31.38] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:34.78] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:37.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: Kay Flock\n duration_ms: 111000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1290\n end_ms: 4880\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 4880\n end_ms: 7090\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7090\n end_ms: 10340\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10340\n end_ms: 13200\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 13200\n end_ms: 16320\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16320\n end_ms: 17890\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 17890\n end_ms: 19510\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19510\n end_ms: 20920\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 20920\n end_ms: 22600\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22600\n end_ms: 24230\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24230\n end_ms: 25850\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 25850\n end_ms: 28300\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt, baow)\n[01:22.92] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:27.72] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:31.38] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:34.78] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:37.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: Kay Flock Songs\n duration_ms: 112000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1290\n end_ms: 4880\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 4880\n end_ms: 7090\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7090\n end_ms: 10340\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10340\n end_ms: 13200\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 13200\n end_ms: 16320\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16320\n end_ms: 17890\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 17890\n end_ms: 19510\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19510\n end_ms: 20920\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 20920\n end_ms: 22600\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22600\n end_ms: 24230\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24230\n end_ms: 25850\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 25850\n end_ms: 28300\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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big DOA, nigga\n Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like, grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n Grrah, grrah, grrah, like, grrah-grrah (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow-baow, where you goin'?)\n\n I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n\n Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti'), oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (heartbeat)\n I like my bitch gangsta, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch), it get active like Ricky and Morty (like, grrt-baow)\n Tap your head (rah-rah), nigga Rah got clapped, now he in the Marley (baow-baow)\n Nigga dead, and I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster wit' it\n It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n\n I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n"},{"id":36398881,"name":"PSA","trackName":"PSA","artistName":"Kay Flock","albumName":"PSA","duration":114.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\nGrrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\nGrrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\nGrrah, grrah-grrah\nHey, grrah-grrah\n(Grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\nJust copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\nOh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\nI like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\nIt get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\nTap your head (Rah-Rah)\nNigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\nNigga dead\nAnd I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\n\nSee the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\nFeel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\nV210 how I'm whackin' the whip\nHe tried to up, but I'm faster with it\nIt get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\nTold you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.67] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[00:05.30] Big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.55] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n[00:10.84] Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.85] Grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:16.77] Hey, grrah-grrah\n[00:18.17] (Grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.54] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[00:21.17] Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.77] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[00:24.38] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.43] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:32.68] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.96] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:39.13] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.67] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.62] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:46.96] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.40] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.17] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:52.13] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.36] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.76] Nigga dead\n[00:56.31] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:59.39] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:03.23] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.62] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:05.97] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.52] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:09.13] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:11.04] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:12.73] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.39] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:15.79] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.59] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:18.97] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.96] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:24.03] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:27.54] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.74] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.02] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.37] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.48] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: PSA\n duration_ms: 114000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 5300\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 5300\n end_ms: 7550\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7550\n end_ms: 10840\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10840\n end_ms: 14850\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 14850\n end_ms: 16770\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16770\n end_ms: 18170\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 19540\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19540\n end_ms: 21170\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 21170\n end_ms: 22770\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22770\n end_ms: 24380\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24380\n end_ms: 26030\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 26030\n end_ms: 29430\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\n I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\n Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\n Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n Nigga dead\n And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n Big DOA, nigga\n\n See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\nJust copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\nOh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\nI like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\nIt get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\nTap your head (Rah-Rah)\nNigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\nNigga dead\nAnd I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\n\nSee the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\nFeel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\nV210 how I'm whackin' the whip\nHe tried to up, but I'm faster with it\nIt get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\nTold you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.68] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[00:05.35] Big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.55] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n[00:10.87] Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.82] Grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:16.71] Hey, grrah-grrah\n[00:18.11] (Grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.54] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[00:21.16] Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.72] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[00:24.32] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.41] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:32.67] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.92] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:39.13] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.63] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.68] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:46.95] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.49] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.14] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:52.19] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.37] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.78] Nigga dead\n[00:56.38] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:59.30] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:03.23] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.67] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:05.97] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.56] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:09.11] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:11.04] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:12.72] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.37] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:15.71] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.55] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:18.99] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.93] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:24.09] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:27.55] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.76] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.01] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.38] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: The D.O.A. 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:32.68] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.96] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:39.13] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.67] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.62] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:46.96] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.40] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.17] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:52.13] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.36] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.76] Nigga dead\n[00:56.31] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:59.39] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:03.23] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.62] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:05.97] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.52] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:09.13] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:11.04] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:12.73] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.39] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:15.79] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.59] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:18.97] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.96] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:24.03] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:27.54] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.74] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.02] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.37] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.48] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay flock\n album: Football Hype Up\n duration_ms: 114000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 5300\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 5300\n end_ms: 7550\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7550\n end_ms: 10840\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10840\n end_ms: 14850\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 14850\n end_ms: 16770\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16770\n end_ms: 18170\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 19540\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19540\n end_ms: 21170\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 21170\n end_ms: 22770\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22770\n end_ms: 24380\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24380\n end_ms: 26030\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 26030\n end_ms: 29430\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt, baow)\n[01:27.54] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.74] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.02] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.37] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.48] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: WINTER ARC GYM\n duration_ms: 114000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n start_ms: 1670\n end_ms: 5300\n- text: Big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 5300\n end_ms: 7550\n- text: Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n start_ms: 7550\n end_ms: 10840\n- text: Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 10840\n end_ms: 14850\n- text: Grrah, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 14850\n end_ms: 16770\n- text: Hey, grrah-grrah\n start_ms: 16770\n end_ms: 18170\n- text: (Grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 18170\n end_ms: 19540\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n start_ms: 19540\n end_ms: 21170\n- text: Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 21170\n end_ms: 22770\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n start_ms: 22770\n end_ms: 24380\n- text: Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 24380\n end_ms: 26030\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 26030\n end_ms: 29430\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(rah-rah), nigga Rah got clapped, now he in the Marley (baow-baow)\n[00:55.47] Nigga dead, and I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:58.58] Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.71] She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.57] V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster wit' it\n[01:10.90] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.35] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.64] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.86] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:23.97] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n[01:27.57] I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.84] And I love 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got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n\nI'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.53] (Out in the street, they call it merther) big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.48] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like, grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.28] Grrah, grrah, grrah, like, grrah-grrah (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.57] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.93] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.15] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow-baow, where you goin'?)\n[00:32.57] I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.85] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy)\n[00:39.29] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n[00:42.59] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.63] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti'), oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (heartbeat)\n[00:48.47] I like my bitch gangsta, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch), it get active like Ricky and Morty (like, grrt-baow)\n[00:52.10] Tap your head (rah-rah), nigga Rah got clapped, now he in the Marley (baow-baow)\n[00:55.47] Nigga dead, and I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:58.58] Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.71] She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.57] V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster wit' it\n[01:10.90] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.35] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.64] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.86] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:23.97] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n[01:27.57] I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.84] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\n[01:34.28] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n[01:37.17] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I 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end_ms: 58580\n- text: Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 58580\n end_ms: 64710\n- text: She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n start_ms: 64710\n end_ms: 67570\n- text: V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster wit' it\n start_ms: 67570\n end_ms: 70900\n- text: It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood, told y'all that I get active wit' it (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 70900\n end_ms: 74350\n- text: Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n start_ms: 74350\n end_ms: 77640\n- text: Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 77640\n end_ms: 80860\n- text: Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n start_ms: 80860\n end_ms: 83970\n- text: He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n start_ms: 83970\n end_ms: 87570\n- text: I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n start_ms: 87570\n end_ms: 90840\n- text: And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\n start_ms: 90840\n end_ms: 94280\n- text: Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n start_ms: 94280\n end_ms: 97170\n- text: I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n start_ms: 97170\n end_ms: 100590\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 100590\nplain: |-\n (Out in the street, they call it merther) big DOA, nigga\n Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like, grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n Grrah, grrah, grrah, like, grrah-grrah (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow-baow, where you goin'?)\n\n I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n\n Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti'), oh, she jackin' my vibe in a heartbeat (heartbeat)\n I like my bitch gangsta, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch), it get active like Ricky and Morty (like, grrt-baow)\n Tap your head (rah-rah), nigga Rah got clapped, now he in the Marley (baow-baow)\n Nigga dead, and I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n Out in the street, they call it merther, big DOA, nigga\n She the line, so I'm packin' the bitch, feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n V210, how I'm whackin' the whip, he tried to up, but I'm faster 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grrt)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.53] (Out in the street, they call it merther) big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.48] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like, grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.28] Grrah, grrah, grrah, like, grrah-grrah (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.57] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck-up, everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.93] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.15] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow-baow, where you goin'?)\n[00:32.57] I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.85] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy)\n[00:39.29] Outside, 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everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.64] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up, don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.86] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:23.97] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (grrt, baow, where you goin'?)\n[01:27.57] I'm a GBG baby, so bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.84] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummy, grrt)\n[01:34.28] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow-baow)\n[01:37.17] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: 'null'\n duration_ms: 114000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Out in the street, they call it merther) big DOA, nigga\n start_ms: 1530\n end_ms: 7480\n- text: Grrah, grrah, 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\nJust copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\nOh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\nI like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\nIt get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\nTap your head (Rah-Rah)\nNigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\nNigga dead\nAnd I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\n\nSee the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\nFeel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\nV210 how I'm whackin' the whip\nHe tried to up, but I'm faster with it\nIt get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\nTold you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.67] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[00:05.30] Big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.55] Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n[00:10.84] Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.85] Grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:16.77] Hey, grrah-grrah\n[00:18.17] (Grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.54] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[00:21.17] Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.77] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[00:24.38] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.43] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt-grrt-baow)\n[00:32.68] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[00:35.96] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[00:39.13] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[00:42.67] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[00:45.62] Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n[00:46.96] Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n[00:48.40] I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n[00:50.17] It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n[00:52.13] Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n[00:53.36] Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n[00:55.76] Nigga dead\n[00:56.31] And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n[00:59.39] (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[01:03.23] Big DOA, nigga\n[01:04.62] See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n[01:05.97] Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n[01:07.52] V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n[01:09.13] He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n[01:11.04] It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n[01:12.73] Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:14.39] Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[01:15.79] Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[01:17.59] Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[01:18.97] Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[01:20.96] Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[01:24.03] He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n[01:27.54] I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n[01:30.74] And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n[01:34.02] Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n[01:37.37] I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n[01:40.48] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: PSA\n artist: Kay Flock\n album: The D.O.A. 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\n I'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\n And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\n Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\n I'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\n Just copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\n Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\n I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\n It get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\n Tap your head (Rah-Rah)\n Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\n Nigga dead\n And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n (Out in the street, they call it murder)\n Big DOA, nigga\n\n See the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\n Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\n V210 how I'm whackin' the whip\n He tried to up, but I'm faster with it\n It get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\n Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\n Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n Everythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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(grrt-grrt-baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)\n\nJust copped out on a Carti' (Carti')\nOh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat\nI like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie\nIt get active like Ricky and Morty (like) (grrt-baow)\n\nTap your head (Rah-Rah)\nNigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow-baow!)\nNigga dead\nAnd I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need an army (grrah)\n\n(Out in the street, they call it murder)\nBig DOA, nigga\n\nSee the line, so I'm packin' the bitch\nFeel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit\nV210 how I'm whackin' the whip\nHe tried to up, but I'm faster with it\nIt get nasty, now he coughin' out blood\nTold you that I get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)\n\nFuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\nEverythin' dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\nFeel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\nDon't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\nTry to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\nHe ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) (grrt, baow)\n\nI'm a GBG, baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)\nAnd I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)\nOutside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)\nI'm the king of New York, and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run) (bitch, I do what I want)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.67](Out in the street, they call it murder)\n[00:05.30]Big DOA, nigga\n[00:07.55]Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like\n[00:10.84]Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:14.85]Grrah, grrah-grrah\n[00:16.77]Hey, grrah-grrah\n[00:18.17](Grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:19.54]Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up\n[00:21.17]Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)\n[00:22.77]Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up\n[00:24.38]Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)\n[00:26.03]Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like\n[00:29.43]He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'?) 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