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(Alright!)\n[02:58.28] She wanna fuck with a king, diamonds all bling\n[03:00.40] Hood Pope doing his thing\n[03:01.65] She wanna ride with the team, by any means\n[03:03.85] Taking the bitch of your dreams\n[03:05.15] Now that bitch my little queen, got her from Queens\n[03:07.25] Might come in raw, with a G\n[03:08.38] Gucci and Prada on her feet, designer her sheets\n[03:10.52] A dollar sign A P\n[03:11.62] I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch\n[03:15.03] I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch\n[03:18.58] I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch\n[03:21.93] I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch\n[03:24.90] We can touch the water, bitch I walk\n[03:28.32] Walk on top of water, slime\n[03:31.73] We can touch the water, bitch I walk\n[03:35.18] Walk on top of water\n[03:38.67] We can touch the water, bitch I walk\n[03:42.05] Walk on top of water, slime\n[03:45.49] We can touch the water, bitch I walk\n[03:48.93] Walk on top of 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To my day ones, it's a new beginning\n  You know what that shit mean, right?\n  Red again\n  The five\n  Out\n"},{"id":39729774,"name":"WALK","trackName":"WALK","artistName":"Playboi Carti","albumName":"MUSIC","duration":91.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Made a lot of paper, I might just spin up on your payday\nPull up on your partner, yeah, we put some on his forehead\nI just laid a nigga down, we sprayed his house, his door red\nAll red flag, red flag, nigga, code red\nYou pull up with that Hi-Point, we leave it on your forehead\nThat 7.62 gon' leave your motherfuckin' door red\nShut the door, baby, throw that chopper, yeah, throw it (brrat)\nHomixide Gang, we smoke the big blunts, we blow it (brrat, brrat, brrat)\nI might fuck a pop bitch and pass her to the brodie (brodie)\nI been on 'em drugs all night, lean got me bloated (bloated)\nI just poppеd an E pill, yeah, just to keep me goin' (goin')\nMoney on top of bitchеs, yeah, money on top of money (on top 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To my day ones, it's a new beginning\n  You know what that shit mean, right?\n  Red again\n  The five\n  Out\n"}]