[{"id":18204503,"name":"Himalayas","trackName":"Himalayas","artistName":"Millyz","albumName":"Blanco 3","duration":142.459841,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Racked up in my city I feel like the mayor\nCause I could tell them boys chill or I could tell 'em slay ya\nDrink plug in the south we met him in Decatur\nBalling in Florida I feel like a gator\nPink Molly look like salt from the Himalayas\nDior runners all summer I got different flavors\n\nBlancolato so loud it that it could wake the neighbors\nSince Corona when we count we Lysol the paper\nDo me a favor never do me no favors\nEverybody on my team pull felonious capers\nGotta hustle everyday it's just part of nature\nI'm doing better than a lot of rappers signed to a major\n\nBlanco\n\nShe said I get that pussy we she make it leak for me\nQuit the class Azul that shit too sweet for me\nBack on 1942 I go the tresh on me\nSosa Geek called me said you really got the streets homie\nMy mind state is similar to Donald Goines\nWriting about my life got me on tour in Des Moines\n\nOr maybe in Missouri, new fans that never heard me\nListening to how I trapped and sold snow by the flurry\nGold chains Jordan fives when my homie got buried\nAt the wake I couldn't cry but my vision was blurry\n\nThe whole city OD'ing they addicted to 30's\nBut I'm addicted to bad bitches that's slim thick and curvy\nHad a gun the size of Ross back when 50 was Curly\nCross a line I do him bad and have him sit in a gurney\nYou beefing on the internet I know you'd sing to a jury\n\nLook Balenciaga on my body that shit oversized\nOff the drink soda pink it got me comatized\nTop dog in my city bitch I'm bonafide\nThese bitches choosing off the rip\nI let a hoe decide\nLast text I got from Shotty said you know the vibes\nHot blooded cold world got me froze inside\n\nYou weak bitches in my texts getting no reply\nYou was fronting back then so how you so surprised\nSeeing death around the corner life getting scary\nMe against the world I'm knocking Hail Mary\nKilluminati got me feeling like Tupacolypse\n\nI would've been on top the charts but it's politics\nDo some gimmick shit and post you'll get a lot of clicks\nDrop some real shit and they probably won't acknowledge it\nRecord labels tell you take your product swallow it\nSo I keep one for in the trap to make these dollars flip","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.83] Racked up in my city I feel like the mayor\n[00:14.22] Cause I could tell them boys chill or I could tell 'em slay ya\n[00:17.01] Drink plug in the south we met him in Decatur\n[00:20.09] Balling in Florida I feel like a gator\n[00:22.52] Pink Molly look like salt from the Himalayas\n[00:25.14] Dior runners all summer I got different flavors\n[00:27.97] Blancolato so loud it that it could wake the neighbors\n[00:30.65] Since Corona when we count we Lysol the paper\n[00:33.42] Do me a favor never do me no favors\n[00:35.63] Everybody on my team pull felonious capers\n[00:38.38] Gotta hustle everyday it's just part of nature\n[00:40.99] I'm doing better than a lot of rappers signed to a major\n[00:43.50] Blanco\n[00:44.24] She said I get that pussy we she make it leak for me\n[00:47.16] Quit the class Azul that shit too sweet for me\n[00:49.76] Back on 1942 I go the tresh on me\n[00:52.30] Sosa Geek called me said you really got the streets homie\n[00:55.13] My mind state is similar to Donald Goines\n[00:57.89] Writing about my life got me on tour in Des Moines\n[01:00.59] Or maybe in Missouri, new fans that never heard me\n[01:03.07] Listening to how I trapped and sold snow by the flurry\n[01:05.83] Gold chains Jordan fives when my homie got buried\n[01:08.63] At the wake I couldn't cry but my vision was blurry\n[01:11.14] The whole city OD'ing they addicted to 30's\n[01:14.07] But I'm addicted to bad bitches that's slim thick and curvy\n[01:16.86] Had a gun the size of Ross back when 50 was Curly\n[01:19.50] Cross a line I do him bad and have him sit in a gurney\n[01:21.98] You beefing on the internet I know you'd sing to a jury\n[01:27.53] Look Balenciaga on my body that shit oversized\n[01:31.16] Off the drink soda pink it got me comatized\n[01:33.71] Top dog in my city bitch I'm bonafide\n[01:36.38] These bitches choosing off the rip\n[01:37.88] I let a hoe decide\n[01:39.41] Last text I got from Shotty said you know the vibes\n[01:42.07] Hot blooded cold world got me froze inside\n[01:44.61] You weak bitches in my texts getting no reply\n[01:47.35] You was fronting back then so how you so surprised\n[01:50.24] Seeing death around the corner life getting scary\n[01:53.06] Me against the world I'm knocking Hail Mary\n[01:55.58] Killuminati got me feeling like Tupacolypse\n[01:58.47] I would've been on top the charts but it's politics\n[02:01.24] Do some gimmick shit and post you'll get a lot of clicks\n[02:03.97] Drop some real shit and they probably won't acknowledge it\n[02:06.68] Record labels tell you take your product swallow it\n[02:09.38] So I keep one for in the trap to make these dollars flip\n[02:12.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Himalayas\n  artist: Millyz\n  album: Blanco 3\n  duration_ms: 142460\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Racked up in my city I feel like the mayor\n  start_ms: 11830\n  end_ms: 14220\n- text: Cause I could tell them boys chill or I could tell 'em slay ya\n  start_ms: 14220\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Drink plug in the south we met him in Decatur\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 20090\n- text: Balling in Florida I feel like a gator\n  start_ms: 20090\n  end_ms: 22520\n- text: Pink Molly look like salt from the Himalayas\n  start_ms: 22520\n  end_ms: 25140\n- text: Dior runners all summer I got different flavors\n  start_ms: 25140\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Blancolato so loud it that it could wake the neighbors\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30650\n- text: Since Corona when we count we Lysol the paper\n  start_ms: 30650\n  end_ms: 33420\n- text: Do me a 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tresh on me\n[00:52.30] Sosa Geek called me said you really got the streets homie\n[00:55.13] My mind state is similar to Donald Goines\n[00:57.89] Writing about my life got me on tour in Des Moines\n[01:00.59] Or maybe in Missouri, new fans that never heard me\n[01:03.07] Listening to how I trapped and sold snow by the flurry\n[01:05.83] Gold chains Jordan fives when my homie got buried\n[01:08.63] At the wake I couldn't cry but my vision was blurry\n[01:11.14] The whole city OD'ing they addicted to 30's\n[01:14.07] But I'm addicted to bad bitches that's slim thick and curvy\n[01:16.86] Had a gun the size of Ross back when 50 was Curly\n[01:19.50] Cross a line I do him bad and have him sit in a gurney\n[01:21.98] You beefing on the internet I know you'd sing to a jury\n[01:27.53] Look Balenciaga on my body that shit oversized\n[01:31.16] Off the drink soda pink it got me comatized\n[01:33.71] Top dog in my city bitch I'm bonafide\n[01:36.38] These bitches choosing off the rip\n[01:37.88] I let a hoe decide\n[01:39.41] Last text I got from Shotty said you know the vibes\n[01:42.07] Hot blooded cold world got me froze inside\n[01:44.61] You weak bitches in my texts getting no reply\n[01:47.35] You was fronting back then so how you so surprised\n[01:50.24] Seeing death around the corner life getting scary\n[01:53.06] Me against the world I'm knocking Hail Mary\n[01:55.58] Killuminati got me feeling like Tupacolypse\n[01:58.47] I would've been on top the charts but it's politics\n[02:01.24] Do some gimmick shit and post you'll get a lot of clicks\n[02:03.97] Drop some real shit and they probably won't acknowledge it\n[02:06.68] Record labels tell you take your product swallow it\n[02:09.38] So I keep one for in the trap to make these dollars flip\n[02:12.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Himalayas\n  artist: Millyz\n  album: Blanco III\n  duration_ms: 142000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Racked up in my city I feel like the 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rappers signed to a major\n  start_ms: 40990\n  end_ms: 43500\n- text: Blanco\n  start_ms: 43500\n  end_ms: 44240\n- text: She said I get that pussy we she make it leak for me\n  start_ms: 44240\n  end_ms: 47160\n- text: Quit the class Azul that shit too sweet for me\n  start_ms: 47160\n  end_ms: 49760\n- text: Back on 1942 I go the tresh on me\n  start_ms: 49760\n  end_ms: 52300\n- text: Sosa Geek called me said you really got the streets homie\n  start_ms: 52300\n  end_ms: 55130\n- text: My mind state is similar to Donald Goines\n  start_ms: 55130\n  end_ms: 57890\n- text: Writing about my life got me on tour in Des Moines\n  start_ms: 57890\n  end_ms: 60590\n- text: Or maybe in Missouri, new fans that never heard me\n  start_ms: 60590\n  end_ms: 63070\n- text: Listening to how I trapped and sold snow by the flurry\n  start_ms: 63070\n  end_ms: 65830\n- text: Gold chains Jordan fives when my homie got buried\n  start_ms: 65830\n  end_ms: 68630\n- text: At the wake I couldn't cry but my vision was blurry\n  start_ms: 68630\n  end_ms: 71140\n- text: The whole city OD'ing they addicted to 30's\n  start_ms: 71140\n  end_ms: 74070\n- text: But I'm addicted to bad bitches that's slim thick and curvy\n  start_ms: 74070\n  end_ms: 76860\n- text: Had a gun the size of Ross back when 50 was Curly\n  start_ms: 76860\n  end_ms: 79500\n- text: Cross a line I do him bad and have him sit in a gurney\n  start_ms: 79500\n  end_ms: 81980\n- text: You beefing on the internet I know you'd sing to a jury\n  start_ms: 81980\n  end_ms: 87530\n- text: Look Balenciaga on my body that shit oversized\n  start_ms: 87530\n  end_ms: 91160\n- text: Off the drink soda pink it got me comatized\n  start_ms: 91160\n  end_ms: 93710\n- text: Top dog in my city bitch I'm bonafide\n  start_ms: 93710\n  end_ms: 96380\n- text: These bitches choosing off the rip\n  start_ms: 96380\n  end_ms: 97880\n- text: I let a hoe decide\n  start_ms: 97880\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Last text I got from Shotty said you 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126680\n  end_ms: 129380\n- text: So I keep one for in the trap to make these dollars flip\n  start_ms: 129380\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 132230\nplain: |-\n  Racked up in my city I feel like the mayor\n  Cause I could tell them boys chill or I could tell 'em slay ya\n  Drink plug in the south we met him in Decatur\n  Balling in Florida I feel like a gator\n  Pink Molly look like salt from the Himalayas\n  Dior runners all summer I got different flavors\n\n  Blancolato so loud it that it could wake the neighbors\n  Since Corona when we count we Lysol the paper\n  Do me a favor never do me no favors\n  Everybody on my team pull felonious capers\n  Gotta hustle everyday it's just part of nature\n  I'm doing better than a lot of rappers signed to a major\n\n  Blanco\n\n  She said I get that pussy we she make it leak for me\n  Quit the class Azul that shit too sweet for me\n  Back on 1942 I go the tresh on me\n  Sosa Geek called me said you really got the streets homie\n  My mind state is similar to Donald Goines\n  Writing about my life got me on tour in Des Moines\n\n  Or maybe in Missouri, new fans that never heard me\n  Listening to how I trapped and sold snow by the flurry\n  Gold chains Jordan fives when my homie got buried\n  At the wake I couldn't cry but my vision was blurry\n\n  The whole city OD'ing they addicted to 30's\n  But I'm addicted to bad bitches that's slim thick and curvy\n  Had a gun the size of Ross back when 50 was Curly\n  Cross a line I do him bad and have him sit in a gurney\n  You beefing on the internet I know you'd sing to a jury\n\n  Look Balenciaga on my body that shit oversized\n  Off the drink soda pink it got me comatized\n  Top dog in my city bitch I'm bonafide\n  These bitches choosing off the rip\n  I let a hoe decide\n  Last text I got from Shotty said you know the vibes\n  Hot blooded cold world got me froze inside\n\n  You weak bitches in my texts getting no reply\n  You was fronting back then so how you so surprised\n  Seeing death around the corner life getting scary\n  Me against the world I'm knocking Hail Mary\n  Killuminati got me feeling like Tupacolypse\n\n  I would've been on top the charts but it's politics\n  Do some gimmick shit and post you'll get a lot of clicks\n  Drop some real shit and they probably won't acknowledge it\n  Record labels tell you take your product swallow it\n  So I keep one for in the trap to make these dollars flip\n"}]