[{"id":30217443,"name":"YRH","trackName":"YRH","artistName":"Migos","albumName":"Mexico","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"808 Mafia, 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia\n(Migo) this beat itself so rich\n\nMetro Boomin want some more, nigga\n\nChasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\nKeep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\nHell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies\nYou can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\nNo Master P (Quavo), but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\nNo Master P, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)\nTell yo' bitch we the young rich homies, better slow your roll jabroni\nRun up on the block, they shoot somethin' (bah)\nWalkin' around with that that Tommy gun\nYoung niggas in the hood love the Molly Santan (go)\nWhen they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum (money)\n\nCan't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin'\nSo I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\nGot all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\nLookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n\nLook at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\nStill beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\nMake the work disappear like magic (huh)\nHit the plug in China town, order up another package\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\nNo Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\nCha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\nKeep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\nHell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies\nYou can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n(Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\nYoung, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me down)\nBlue diamonds, no Tookie (blue diamond), I got J's, nigga, like Pookie (J's)\nI'm cookin', whippin' them dueces, Steven Spielberg, make movies (movies)\nYou smokin' on that boat weed, and we smokin' on them cookies (yeah)\n\nWoke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches (trench')\nStarted off in them Honda Accords, now I'm ridin' in them Bentleys (skrrt-skrrt)\nYour bitch fuck with a young nigga, I'm dunkin' her like Timothy (Tim dunkin')\nThem bullets, just like Ritalin (grrah), make a nigga calm down instantly (grrah)\n\nAsk your mama, ask your bi-bitch, I grab the fork and I cook up a brick\nI grab the pint and I pour up six (I'm pourin' it), Actavis, I don't do Qualitest (lean)\nLettuce and cabbage and broccoli (cash)\nI'm cookin' up catfish, tilapia (fishes), and I got flounders (fishes)\nGot yo' bitch fuckin' on camera (smash)\n\nHell nah, we don't fuck wit' no phonies (yeah)\nTell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (your bitch)\nJust left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck, got pneumonia\nGiuseppe stepper, Christian Louboutin's, and Maison Margiela\n(The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearin' leather)\n\nChasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\nKeep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\nHell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies\nYou can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\nNo Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.19] 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia\n[00:04.84] (Migo) this beat itself so rich\n[00:07.05] \n[00:12.53] Metro Boomin want some more, nigga\n[00:14.58] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[00:17.30] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[00:18.41] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[00:19.82] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[00:22.02] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[00:23.52] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:25.40] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[00:27.50] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:29.36] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[00:33.57] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[00:37.04] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[00:41.71] No Master P (Quavo), but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[00:46.58] No Master P, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)\n[00:48.91] Tell yo' bitch we the young rich homies, better slow your roll jabroni\n[00:52.52] Run up on the block, they shoot somethin' (bah)\n[00:54.15] Walkin' around with that that Tommy gun\n[00:56.14] Young niggas in the hood love the Molly Santan (go)\n[00:57.72] When they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum (money)\n[00:59.46] Can't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin'\n[01:01.79] So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n[01:03.64] Got all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\n[01:05.36] Lookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n[01:07.26] Look at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\n[01:08.99] Still beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\n[01:10.93] Make the work disappear like magic (huh)\n[01:12.36] Hit the plug in China town, order up another package\n[01:14.18] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:18.35] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:22.06] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[01:26.41] No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[01:29.58] Cha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[01:32.03] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[01:33.20] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[01:34.78] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[01:36.75] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[01:38.92] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:40.61] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[01:42.55] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:44.22] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:48.37] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:52.21] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n[01:56.37] (Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[02:00.09] Young, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me down)\n[02:03.60] Blue diamonds, no Tookie (blue diamond), I got J's, nigga, like Pookie (J's)\n[02:07.17] I'm cookin', whippin' them dueces, Steven Spielberg, make movies (movies)\n[02:11.01] You smokin' on that boat weed, and we smokin' on them cookies (yeah)\n[02:14.84] Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches (trench')\n[02:18.41] Started off in them Honda Accords, now I'm ridin' in them Bentleys (skrrt-skrrt)\n[02:21.92] Your bitch fuck with a young nigga, I'm dunkin' her like Timothy (Tim dunkin')\n[02:25.69] Them bullets, just like Ritalin (grrah), make a nigga calm down instantly (grrah)\n[02:29.31] Ask your mama, ask your bi-bitch, I grab the fork and I cook up a brick\n[02:33.16] I grab the pint and I pour up six (I'm pourin' it), Actavis, I don't do Qualitest (lean)\n[02:37.46] Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (cash)\n[02:39.15] I'm cookin' up catfish, tilapia (fishes), and I got flounders (fishes)\n[02:42.96] Got yo' bitch fuckin' on camera (smash)\n[02:44.69] Hell nah, we don't fuck wit' no phonies (yeah)\n[02:46.12] Tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (your bitch)\n[02:48.33] Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck, got pneumonia\n[02:52.23] Giuseppe stepper, Christian Louboutin's, and Maison Margiela\n[02:55.89] (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearin' leather)\n[02:59.63] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[03:01.81] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[03:03.23] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[03:04.74] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[03:06.69] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[03:08.78] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:10.45] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[03:12.39] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:13.94] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[03:18.47] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[03:21.96] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[03:26.76] No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent, yeah\n[03:30.34] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: YRH\n artist: Migos\n album: Mexico\n duration_ms: 214000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia\n start_ms: 190\n end_ms: 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rich homies (go)\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\n Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n No Master P (Quavo), but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\n No Master P, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)\n Tell yo' bitch we the young rich homies, better slow your roll jabroni\n Run up on the block, they shoot somethin' (bah)\n Walkin' around with that that Tommy gun\n Young niggas in the hood love the Molly Santan (go)\n When they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum (money)\n\n Can't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin'\n So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n Got all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\n Lookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n\n Look at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\n Still beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\n Make the work disappear like magic (huh)\n Hit the plug in China town, order up another package\n\n Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\n Cha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\n Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\n Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n (Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\n Young, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me down)\n Blue diamonds, no Tookie (blue diamond), I got J's, nigga, like Pookie (J's)\n I'm cookin', whippin' them dueces, Steven Spielberg, make movies (movies)\n You smokin' on that boat weed, and we smokin' on them cookies (yeah)\n\n Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches (trench')\n Started off in them Honda Accords, now I'm ridin' in them Bentleys (skrrt-skrrt)\n Your bitch fuck with a young nigga, I'm dunkin' her like Timothy (Tim dunkin')\n Them bullets, just like Ritalin (grrah), make a nigga calm down instantly (grrah)\n\n Ask your mama, ask your bi-bitch, I grab the fork and I cook up a brick\n I grab the pint and I pour up six (I'm pourin' it), Actavis, I don't do Qualitest (lean)\n Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (cash)\n I'm cookin' up catfish, tilapia (fishes), and I got flounders (fishes)\n Got yo' bitch fuckin' on camera (smash)\n\n Hell nah, we don't fuck wit' no phonies (yeah)\n Tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (your bitch)\n Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck, got pneumonia\n Giuseppe stepper, Christian Louboutin's, and Maison Margiela\n (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearin' leather)\n\n Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\n Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\n Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we 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(pop-grrah)\nKeep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\nHell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies\nYou can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n(Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\nYoung, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me down)\nBlue diamonds, no Tookie (blue diamond), I got J's, nigga, like Pookie (J's)\nI'm cookin', whippin' them dueces, Steven Spielberg, make movies (movies)\nYou smokin' on that boat weed, and we smokin' on them cookies (yeah)\n\nWoke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in 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fuck with no phonies (no)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\nYou can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\nYoung rich homies, young rich homies\nYou can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n\nOkay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\nWe ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\nI'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\nNo Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.19] 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia, 808 Mafia\n[00:04.84] (Migo) this beat itself so rich\n[00:07.05] \n[00:12.53] Metro Boomin want some more, nigga\n[00:14.58] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[00:17.30] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[00:18.41] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[00:19.82] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[00:22.02] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[00:23.52] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:25.40] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[00:27.50] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:29.36] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[00:33.57] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[00:37.04] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[00:41.71] No Master P (Quavo), but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[00:46.58] No Master P, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)\n[00:48.91] Tell yo' bitch we the young rich homies, better slow your roll jabroni\n[00:52.52] Run up on the block, they shoot somethin' (bah)\n[00:54.15] Walkin' around with that that Tommy gun\n[00:56.14] Young niggas in the hood love the Molly Santan (go)\n[00:57.72] When they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum (money)\n[00:59.46] Can't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin'\n[01:01.79] So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n[01:03.64] Got all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\n[01:05.36] Lookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n[01:07.26] Look at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\n[01:08.99] Still beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\n[01:10.93] Make the work disappear like magic (huh)\n[01:12.36] Hit the plug in China town, order up another package\n[01:14.18] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:18.35] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:22.06] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[01:26.41] No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[01:29.58] Cha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[01:32.03] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[01:33.20] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[01:34.78] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[01:36.75] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[01:38.92] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:40.61] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[01:42.55] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:44.22] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:48.37] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:52.21] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n[01:56.37] (Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[02:00.09] Young, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me down)\n[02:03.60] Blue diamonds, no Tookie (blue diamond), I got J's, nigga, like Pookie (J's)\n[02:07.17] I'm cookin', whippin' them dueces, Steven Spielberg, make movies (movies)\n[02:11.01] You smokin' on that boat weed, and we smokin' on them cookies (yeah)\n[02:14.84] Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in them trenches (trench')\n[02:18.41] Started off in them Honda Accords, now I'm ridin' in them Bentleys (skrrt-skrrt)\n[02:21.92] Your bitch fuck with a young nigga, I'm dunkin' her like Timothy (Tim dunkin')\n[02:25.69] Them bullets, just like Ritalin (grrah), make a nigga calm down instantly (grrah)\n[02:29.31] Ask your mama, ask your bi-bitch, I grab the fork and I cook up a brick\n[02:33.16] I grab the pint and I pour up six (I'm pourin' it), Actavis, I don't do Qualitest (lean)\n[02:37.46] Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (cash)\n[02:39.15] I'm cookin' up catfish, tilapia (fishes), and I got flounders (fishes)\n[02:42.96] Got yo' bitch fuckin' on camera (smash)\n[02:44.69] Hell nah, we don't fuck wit' no phonies (yeah)\n[02:46.12] Tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (your bitch)\n[02:48.33] Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck, got pneumonia\n[02:52.23] Giuseppe stepper, Christian Louboutin's, and Maison Margiela\n[02:55.89] (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearin' leather)\n[02:59.63] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[03:01.81] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[03:03.23] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[03:04.74] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[03:06.69] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[03:08.78] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:10.45] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[03:12.39] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:13.94] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[03:18.47] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[03:21.96] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[03:26.76] No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent, yeah\n[03:30.34] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: YRH (feat. 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mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n Got all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\n Lookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n\n Look at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\n Still beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\n Make the work disappear like magic (huh)\n Hit the plug in China town, order up another package\n\n Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n\n Cha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n\n Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we 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itself so rich\n[00:07.05] \n[00:12.56] Metro Boomin want some more, nigga\n[00:14.56] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[00:17.25] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[00:18.51] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[00:19.88] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[00:22.02] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[00:23.59] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:25.43] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[00:27.42] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[00:29.37] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[00:33.60] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[00:37.00] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[00:41.71] No Master P (Quavo), but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[00:46.52] No Master P, but I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)\n[00:48.92] Tell yo' bitch we the young rich homies, better slow your roll jabroni\n[00:52.50] Run up on the block, they shoot somethin' (bah)\n[00:54.19] Walkin' around with that that Tommy gun\n[00:56.16] Young niggas in the hood love the Molly Santan (go)\n[00:57.76] When they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum (money)\n[00:59.44] Can't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin'\n[01:01.71] So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n[01:03.67] Got all these pocket rockets on my body (woo)\n[01:05.31] Lookin' like a young nigga got go-go gadgets (grrah)\n[01:07.23] Look at yo' bitch and she ratchet (ratchet)\n[01:08.94] Still beat the pot up like Cassius (beat it up)\n[01:10.94] Make the work disappear like magic (huh)\n[01:12.31] Hit the plug in China town, order up another package\n[01:14.15] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:18.38] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:22.03] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent)\n[01:26.46] No Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[01:29.55] Cha-cha-chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[01:32.09] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[01:33.22] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[01:34.76] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[01:36.77] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[01:38.95] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:40.66] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[01:42.50] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[01:44.27] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[01:48.33] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' (Migo)\n[01:52.20] I'm like all my niggas violent (yeah), all my niggas violent (we violent) (Offset)\n[01:56.37] (Migo) no Master P, but we 'bout it, say all my niggas violent\n[02:00.05] Young, rich and we ruthless (young nigga), wipe me down, no Boosie (wipe me 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(smash)\n[02:44.61] Hell nah, we don't fuck wit' no phonies (yeah)\n[02:46.11] Tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (your bitch)\n[02:48.38] Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck, got pneumonia\n[02:52.20] Giuseppe stepper, Christian Louboutin's, and Maison Margiela\n[02:55.85] (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearin' leather)\n[02:59.65] Chasin' the cheese macaroni (macaroni) (pop-grrah)\n[03:01.95] Keep the pocket rocket on me (pop-grrah)\n[03:03.25] Hell nah, we won't fuck with no phonies (no)\n[03:04.78] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (woo)\n[03:06.62] Young rich homies, young rich homies (rich)\n[03:08.82] You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:10.43] Young rich homies, young rich homies\n[03:12.38] You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies (go)\n[03:13.93] Okay, now all my niggas violent (okay), all my niggas violent (okay)\n[03:18.40] We ain't even sign no deal yet (nah), me and Migos we mobbin' 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rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies\n\n Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n We ain't even sign no deal yet, me & Migos we mobbin\n Im like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n No Master P but we bout it\n Say all my niggas violent\n\n No Master P but im bout it, bout it\n Tell Yo Bitch we the young rich homies betta slow yo roll jabroni\n Run up on the block they shoot sumn\n Walking around with that that tommy gun\n Young niggas in the hood love the molly satan\n When they pop it, they'll chew it like some bubble gum\n Can't fuck with the plug, that nigga be taxin\n So I had to make a mission like the famous Jett Jackson\n Got all these pocket rockets on my body\n Lookin like a young nigga got go go gadgets\n Look at yo bitch n' she ratchet\n Still beat the pot up like Cassius\n Make the work disappear like magic\n Hit the plug in china town, order up another package\n\n Ok now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n We ain't even sign no deal yet, me & migos we mobbin\n I'm like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n No Master P but we bout it\n Say all my niggas violent\n\n Chasing the cheese macaroni\n Keep the pocket rocket on me\n Hell naw we don't fuck with no phonies\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies\n\n Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n We ain't even sign no deal yet, me & migos we mobbin\n Im like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent\n No Master P but we bout it\n Say all my niggas violent\n\n Young, rich and we ruthless\n Wipe me down, no Boosie\n Blue diamonds, no Tookie\n I got J's nigga, like Pookie\n I'm cookin whipping them dueces\n Steven Spielberg, make movies\n You smoking on that boatweed and we smoking on them cookies\n Woke up in a mansion, but I 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Ask yo bitch!\n I grab the fork and I cook up a brick\n I grab the pint and I pour up 6 (I'm pouring it!)\n Activis, I don't do Quality (Lean)\n Lettuce and cabbage and broccoli (Cash!)\n I'm cooking up catfish, tilapia, (fishes!), and I got flounders\n Got yo bitch fucking on camera (Smash!)\n Hell nah we don't fuck wit no phonies and you can tell yo bitch we some young rich homies (yo bitch!!)\n Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my neck got pneumonia\n Guisepppe stepper, Christian Lubuiton's, and Maison Margiela\n (The stove hot the block hot middle of the summer wearing leather!)\n\n Chasing the cheese macaroni\n Keep the pocket rocket on me\n Hell naw we don't fuck with no phonies\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies\n Young rich homies, young rich homies\n You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies\n"}]