[{"id":23299846,"name":"B.O.N.","trackName":"B.O.N.","artistName":"King Louie","albumName":"Tony","duration":179.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Feel like a chopper, bitch\nCause I'm bussin'\nMy bitches related, they kissin' cousins\nMy nina be on it\nThat bitch ain't for nothing\nI make her say somethin'\nShe leave yo' ass open\nI'm bout to come back, right now\nI'm strapped\nThirty and forty, t-shirt a shorty\nDesigner and schemes, my wrist on beam\nHundreds on hundreds, MUBU abundant\nForeigns back to back\nHaters have asthma attacks\nPull up, pump a nigga\nCall it a asthma attack\nThat 40 gon' always spit\nIt think it know how to rap\nI don't do battle rap\nTell 'em to battle that\nPull up, my roof missing, boy\nI'll get you missing\nBein' broke as a joke\nThat's mission impossible\nGot hitters to kill a nigga\nThe streets really feel a nigga\nI'm sorry I fucked yo' bitch\nBut she really dig a nigga\nLouie, he BON, bitch, I'm a big ol' nigga\nHope I don't catch a body\nRide with my double trigger\nI don't like the nigga, fonem pop the nigga\nNo time to fight the nigga\nFonem pop the nigga\nTalking broke is foreign\nMy teeth cost a foreign\nYo' bitch on the horn, tryna shoot a porn\nBitch, I got these bands, bitch\nI got these racks\nA couple of my niggas, bitch\nYou gon' do dicks\nMake more guap than teachers\nI come with a preacher\nIf you ain't talkin' money\nI don't wanna meet ya\nI just want one night\nI don't wanna keep her\nRaised by the dope dealers\nI used to have a beeper\nI get a lot of bucks, broke is not popular\nQuit with that talking stuff, boy\nFore we pop you up shoot down a goofy clown\nHit him with 2-3 rounds\nPull up with cameras out\nLike we shoot movies now","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: B.O.N.\n  artist: King Louie\n  album: Tony\n  duration_ms: 179000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Feel like a chopper, bitch\n  Cause I'm bussin'\n  My bitches related, they kissin' cousins\n  My nina be on it\n  That bitch ain't for nothing\n  I make her say somethin'\n  She leave yo' ass open\n  I'm bout to come back, right now\n  I'm strapped\n  Thirty and forty, t-shirt a shorty\n  Designer and schemes, my wrist on beam\n  Hundreds on hundreds, MUBU abundant\n  Foreigns back to back\n  Haters have asthma attacks\n  Pull up, pump a nigga\n  Call it a asthma attack\n  That 40 gon' always spit\n  It think it know how to rap\n  I don't do battle rap\n  Tell 'em to battle that\n  Pull up, my roof missing, boy\n  I'll get you missing\n  Bein' broke as a joke\n  That's mission impossible\n  Got hitters to kill a nigga\n  The streets really feel a nigga\n  I'm sorry I fucked yo' bitch\n  But she really dig a nigga\n  Louie, he BON, bitch, I'm a big ol' nigga\n  Hope I don't catch a body\n  Ride with my double trigger\n  I don't like the nigga, fonem pop the nigga\n  No time to fight the nigga\n  Fonem pop the nigga\n  Talking broke is foreign\n  My teeth cost a foreign\n  Yo' bitch on the horn, tryna shoot a porn\n  Bitch, I got these bands, bitch\n  I got these racks\n  A couple of my niggas, bitch\n  You gon' do dicks\n  Make more guap than teachers\n  I come with a preacher\n  If you ain't talkin' money\n  I don't wanna meet ya\n  I just want one night\n  I don't wanna keep her\n  Raised by the dope dealers\n  I used to have a beeper\n  I get a lot of bucks, broke is not popular\n  Quit with that talking stuff, boy\n  Fore we pop you up shoot down a goofy clown\n  Hit him with 2-3 rounds\n  Pull up with cameras out\n  Like we shoot movies now\n"}]