[{"id":23268237,"name":"Folie Á Deux","trackName":"Folie Á Deux","artistName":"Mach-Hommy","albumName":"Pray For Haiti","duration":154.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Conductor) ayo\nExtravagant gat, ravishing\nRockin' full moons\nMy hi-point have me arrogant\nMy whole team smothered in Marine\nStashing crack in my Celine drawers\nNiggas got wet, shot up Geraldine's\nMason jars, Maison Margiela scarves\nMacintosh catalogue\nThe illest shit ever, I swear to God\nWe let you all have it\n50 hanging out the stick\nNow I made a sure classic\nHad to throw the work in acid\nEvery verse we work the magic\nDior jacket one of one (One)\nLeft with the moon, came back with the sun\n(Sun)\nYou fuck niggas done (Fuck niggas done)\nMy shooter don't shoot unless it has drum\n(Has drum)\nCrescent moons and indica trees\nGot three killas to the left of me\nWhen they get a whiff of death it pleases-me\nHe got four mill' at a\nSafe house on the lake\nStart with his pops, Pitchfork his face\nMake his bitch beg please\nThen sledgehammer both her knees","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Folie Á Deux\n  artist: Mach-Hommy\n  album: Pray For Haiti\n  duration_ms: 154000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Conductor) ayo\n  Extravagant gat, ravishing\n  Rockin' full moons\n  My hi-point have me arrogant\n  My whole team smothered in Marine\n  Stashing crack in my Celine drawers\n  Niggas got wet, shot up Geraldine's\n  Mason jars, Maison Margiela scarves\n  Macintosh catalogue\n  The illest shit ever, I swear to God\n  We let you all have it\n  50 hanging out the stick\n  Now I made a sure classic\n  Had to throw the work in acid\n  Every verse we work the magic\n  Dior jacket one of one (One)\n  Left with the moon, came back with the sun\n  (Sun)\n  You fuck niggas done (Fuck niggas done)\n  My shooter don't shoot unless it has drum\n  (Has drum)\n  Crescent moons and indica trees\n  Got three killas to the left of me\n  When they get a whiff of death it pleases-me\n  He got four mill' at a\n  Safe house on the lake\n  Start with his pops, Pitchfork his face\n  Make his bitch beg please\n  Then sledgehammer both her knees\n"}]