[{"id":34434236,"name":"KILLING THE REF (feat. Dragnutz & Jaeychino)","trackName":"KILLING THE REF (feat. Dragnutz & Jaeychino)","artistName":"ST6 JodyBoof","albumName":"KILLING THE REF","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"TooManyStrikers, nigga\nSupersport Ten, nigga (Evil Empire, this is more than mixtapes)\nCome through blitzin', nigga (it's a movement)\n\nThey kn- they know I'm the king of this shit (they know I'm the king)\nIn my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\nDouble back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was my Gen)\nI can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on me)\n\nThey don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\nWhat's a stop? It ain't never gon' end\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\nI don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\nI could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\nIn the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\nI get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\nOut New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\nHe's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\nBest to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\nI got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\nTMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\nI get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\nAin't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\nBrodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\nWake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\nLil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\nI go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\nJust keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\nI'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\nI'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\nI put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\nSpot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\nI stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\nDon't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\nI was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\nMan, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\nSee your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\nMy gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\nIn the city with a bitch named Magic\nYour man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\nMy nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\nFeel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\nI feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\nSlim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\nThey know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\nIn my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\nDouble back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\nI can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\nThey don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\nWhat's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n\nSeal team 6\nTooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\nI'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\nNigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.02] TooManyStrikers, nigga\n[00:03.15] Supersport Ten, nigga (Evil Empire, this is more than mixtapes)\n[00:05.60] Come through blitzin', nigga (it's a movement)\n[00:05.90] They kn- they know I'm the king of this shit (they know I'm the king)\n[00:08.31] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[00:09.73] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was my Gen)\n[00:11.33] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on me)\n[00:13.09] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[00:14.68] What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end\n[00:16.18] Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[00:17.86] Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[00:19.60] I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[00:21.63] Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[00:22.95] Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[00:24.76] And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[00:26.19] And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n[00:27.98] I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[00:29.50] Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n[00:31.20] I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:32.77] I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n[00:34.24] I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:36.49] In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n[00:38.20] I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n[00:39.44] Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n[00:41.01] He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n[00:42.56] Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n[00:44.50] I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n[00:46.48] TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n[00:47.79] I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n[00:49.24] Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n[00:50.80] Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n[00:52.72] Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n[00:54.30] Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n[00:55.91] I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n[00:57.53] Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n[00:59.30] I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n[01:01.14] I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n[01:02.85] I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n[01:04.41] Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n[01:05.93] I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n[01:07.93] Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n[01:09.46] I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n[01:11.12] Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n[01:12.67] See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n[01:14.40] My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n[01:16.50] In the city with a bitch named Magic\n[01:17.76] Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n[01:19.39] My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n[01:21.20] Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n[01:22.85] I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n[01:24.44] Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n[01:26.15] They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n[01:27.65] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[01:29.04] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n[01:30.79] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n[01:32.25] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[01:33.92] What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\n[01:35.47] Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[01:37.32] Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[01:38.92] I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[01:40.95] Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[01:42.37] Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[01:44.28] And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[01:45.70] And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\n[01:47.48] I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[01:49.03] Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\n[01:50.92] I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n[01:52.58] Seal team 6\n[01:54.89] TooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\n[01:57.00] I'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\n[01:59.30] Nigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members\n[02:04.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: KILLING THE REF (feat. 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It ain't never gon' end\n  Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n  Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\n  I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n  Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n  Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n  And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\n  And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n  I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n  Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n  I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\n  I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n  I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n  In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n  I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\n  Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n  He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n  Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n  I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\n  TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n  I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n  Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n  Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\n  Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n  Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n  I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n  Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\n  I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n  I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n  I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n  Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\n  I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n  Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n  I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n  Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\n  See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n  My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n  In the city with a bitch named Magic\n  Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\n  My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n  Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n  I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n  Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\n  They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n  In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n  Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n  I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\n  They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n  What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\n  Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n  Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\n  I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n  Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n  Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n  And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\n  And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\n  I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n  Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\n  I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n\n  Seal team 6\n  TooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\n  I'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\n  Nigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members\n"},{"id":34132631,"name":"KILLING THE REF (feat. 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It ain't never gon' end\n[00:16.18] Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[00:17.86] Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[00:19.60] I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[00:21.63] Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[00:22.95] Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[00:24.76] And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[00:26.19] And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n[00:27.98] I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[00:29.50] Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n[00:31.20] I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:32.77] I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n[00:34.24] I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:36.49] In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n[00:38.20] I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n[00:39.44] Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n[00:41.01] He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n[00:42.56] Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n[00:44.50] I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n[00:46.48] TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n[00:47.79] I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n[00:49.24] Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n[00:50.80] Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n[00:52.72] Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n[00:54.30] Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n[00:55.91] I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n[00:57.53] Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n[00:59.30] I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n[01:01.14] I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n[01:02.85] I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n[01:04.41] Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n[01:05.93] I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n[01:07.93] Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n[01:09.46] I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n[01:11.12] Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n[01:12.67] See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n[01:14.40] My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n[01:16.50] In the city with a bitch named Magic\n[01:17.76] Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n[01:19.39] My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n[01:21.20] Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n[01:22.85] I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n[01:24.44] Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n[01:26.15] They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n[01:27.65] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[01:29.04] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n[01:30.79] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n[01:32.25] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[01:33.92] What's a stop? 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It ain't never gon' end\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\nI don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\nI could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\nIn the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\nI get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\nOut New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\nHe's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\nBest to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\nI got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\nTMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\nI get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\nAin't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\nBrodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\nWake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\nLil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\nI go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\nJust keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\nI'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\nI'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\nI put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\nSpot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\nI stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\nDon't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\nI was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\nMan, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\nSee your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\nMy gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\nIn the city with a bitch named Magic\nYour man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\nMy nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\nFeel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\nI feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\nSlim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\nThey know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\nIn my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\nDouble back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\nI can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\nThey don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\nWhat's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n\nSeal team 6\nTooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\nI'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\nNigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.02] TooManyStrikers, nigga\n[00:03.15] Supersport Ten, nigga (Evil Empire, this is more than mixtapes)\n[00:05.60] Come through blitzin', nigga (it's a movement)\n[00:05.90] They kn- they know I'm the king of this shit (they know I'm the king)\n[00:08.31] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[00:09.73] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was my Gen)\n[00:11.33] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on me)\n[00:13.09] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[00:14.68] What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end\n[00:16.18] Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[00:17.86] Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[00:19.60] I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[00:21.63] Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[00:22.95] Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[00:24.76] And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[00:26.19] And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n[00:27.98] I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[00:29.50] Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n[00:31.20] I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:32.77] I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n[00:34.24] I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:36.49] In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n[00:38.20] I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n[00:39.44] Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n[00:41.01] He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n[00:42.56] Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n[00:44.50] I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n[00:46.48] TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n[00:47.79] I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n[00:49.24] Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n[00:50.80] Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n[00:52.72] Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n[00:54.30] Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n[00:55.91] I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n[00:57.53] Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n[00:59.30] I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n[01:01.14] I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n[01:02.85] I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n[01:04.41] Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n[01:05.93] I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n[01:07.93] Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n[01:09.46] I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n[01:11.12] Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n[01:12.67] See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n[01:14.40] My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n[01:16.50] In the city with a bitch named Magic\n[01:17.76] Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n[01:19.39] My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n[01:21.20] Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n[01:22.85] I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n[01:24.44] Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n[01:26.15] They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n[01:27.65] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[01:29.04] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n[01:30.79] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n[01:32.25] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[01:33.92] What's a stop? 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It ain't never gon' end\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\nI don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\nI could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\nIn the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\nI get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\nOut New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\nHe's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\nBest to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\nI got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\nTMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\nI get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\nAin't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\nBrodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\nWake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\nLil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\nI go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\nJust keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\nI'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\nI'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\nI put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\nSpot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\nI stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\nDon't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\nI was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\nMan, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\nSee your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\nMy gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\nIn the city with a bitch named Magic\nYour man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\nMy nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\nFeel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\nI feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\nSlim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\nThey know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\nIn my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\nDouble back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\nI can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\nThey don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\nWhat's a stop? 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It ain't never gon' end\n[00:16.18] Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[00:17.86] Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[00:19.60] I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[00:21.63] Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[00:22.95] Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[00:24.76] And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[00:26.19] And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n[00:27.98] I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[00:29.50] Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n[00:31.20] I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:32.77] I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n[00:34.24] I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:36.49] In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n[00:38.20] I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n[00:39.44] Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n[00:41.01] He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n[00:42.56] Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n[00:44.50] I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n[00:46.48] TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n[00:47.79] I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n[00:49.24] Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n[00:50.80] Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n[00:52.72] Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n[00:54.30] Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n[00:55.91] I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n[00:57.53] Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n[00:59.30] I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n[01:01.14] I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n[01:02.85] I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n[01:04.41] Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n[01:05.93] I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n[01:07.93] Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n[01:09.46] I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n[01:11.12] Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n[01:12.67] See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n[01:14.40] My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n[01:16.50] In the city with a bitch named Magic\n[01:17.76] Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n[01:19.39] My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n[01:21.20] Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n[01:22.85] I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n[01:24.44] Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n[01:26.15] They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n[01:27.65] In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[01:29.04] Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n[01:30.79] I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n[01:32.25] They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[01:33.92] What's a stop? 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It ain't never gon' end\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\nI don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\nI could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\nIn the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\nI get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\nOut New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\nHe's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\nBest to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\nI got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\nTMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\nI get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\nAin't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\nBrodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\nWake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\nLil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\nI go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\nJust keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\nI'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\nI'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\nI put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\nSpot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\nI stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\nDon't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\nI was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\nMan, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\nSee your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\nMy gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\nIn the city with a bitch named Magic\nYour man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\nMy nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\nFeel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\nI feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\nSlim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\nThey know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\nIn my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\nDouble back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\nI can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\nThey don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\nWhat's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\nWasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\nGet him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\nI be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\nTake a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\nDo a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\nAnd my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\nAnd it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\nI was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\nBro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\nI was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n\nSeal team 6\nTooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\nI'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\nNigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.02]TooManyStrikers, nigga\n[00:03.15]Supersport Ten, nigga (Evil Empire, this is more than mixtapes)\n[00:05.60]Come through blitzin', nigga (it's a movement)\n[00:05.90]They kn- they know I'm the king of this shit (they know I'm the king)\n[00:08.31]In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[00:09.73]Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was my Gen)\n[00:11.33]I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on me)\n[00:13.09]They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[00:14.68]What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end\n[00:16.18]Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n[00:17.86]Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n[00:19.60]I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n[00:21.63]Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n[00:22.95]Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n[00:24.76]And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n[00:26.19]And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n[00:27.98]I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n[00:29.50]Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n[00:31.20]I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:32.77]I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n[00:34.24]I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n[00:36.49]In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n[00:38.20]I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n[00:39.44]Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n[00:41.01]He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n[00:42.56]Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n[00:44.50]I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n[00:46.48]TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n[00:47.79]I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n[00:49.24]Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n[00:50.80]Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n[00:52.72]Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n[00:54.30]Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n[00:55.91]I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n[00:57.53]Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n[00:59.30]I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n[01:01.14]I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n[01:02.85]I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n[01:04.41]Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n[01:05.93]I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n[01:07.93]Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n[01:09.46]I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n[01:11.12]Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n[01:12.67]See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n[01:14.40]My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n[01:16.50]In the city with a bitch named Magic\n[01:17.76]Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n[01:19.39]My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n[01:21.20]Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n[01:22.85]I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n[01:24.44]Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n[01:26.15]They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n[01:27.65]In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n[01:29.04]Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n[01:30.79]I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n[01:32.25]They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n[01:33.92]What's a stop? 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It ain't never gon' end\n  Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n  Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\n  I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n  Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n  Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n  And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\n  And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street\n  I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n  Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (bro jump out that bitch)\n  I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (Lil Drag, nigga)\n\n  I don't go back and forth, I just lace up my sneaks\n  I could show you five racks, made that shit in my sleep (Lil Drag, nigga)\n  In the stu' high as shit, me, Jo and JB (baow)\n  I get paid big bucks to talk shit on the beat\n\n  Out New York with the men, TMS and 1c (no cap)\n  He's a quarter-zip bitch, he ain't never bump heat (no cap)\n  Best to leave your car, wait on the men, that shit stop\n  I got love for lil' Trump, bitch, I keep my thumbs dro (baow)\n\n  TMS, black truck ridin', I don't do no bus stop\n  I get high as a bitch, my shit look like Bruce (baow)\n  Ain't no internet thug, I get on my two feet\n  Brodie pick up the pace, but we drivin' too deep\n\n  Wake up, shit on my mind, walk off, shit in my dip\n  Lil' cuz losin' his mind, he love takin' them trips\n  I go to Cali, and again I try take me a trip\n  Just keep tappin' and tappin', and I'm takin' your bih (oh, yeah?)\n\n  I'm sharpenin' my stick like a number-two pencil (what?)\n  I'm smokin' on Slatt, tryna push up on Grizzle\n  I put on my hood, I'm the thief of the night (on God)\n  Spot an opp at the show, bitch, I'm rockin' my Mic' (frrt, bah)\n\n  I stick out my tongue when I'm smokin' on Flight (smokin' on what?)\n  Don't ask if I'm cool, man, nigga, I'm aight\n  I was stuck in that halls, y'all was playin' Kahoot\n  Man, I feel like Chrisean, man, I'm missin' lil' Blu\n\n  See your man, and I'm lettin' 'em have it (phew)\n  My gun blow heads, that shit like magic (fuck the AR)\n  In the city with a bitch named Magic\n  Your man in the air, just imagine a dragon\n\n  My nuts on the floor, bitch, I'm draggin' (whoo)\n  Feel like Dirk, I'm an all-time Maverick (baow)\n  I feel like I'm Eli, I'm blowin' my millions (like a what?)\n  Slim 'bout to come home, got the whole hood dancin' (and free SlimeGetEm)\n\n  They know I'm the king of this shit (I'm the king of this shit)\n  In my fit, I ain't need me a whip (I ain't need me no whip)\n  Double back, all I had was my Gen (all I had was that Glock)\n  I can't lose 'cause they countin' on Ten (man, they countin' on Ten)\n\n  They don't bend, they just wanna pretend (them niggas don't bend)\n  What's a stop? It ain't never gon' end (it ain't never gon')\n  Wasn't startin', sat his ass on the bench (on the bench)\n  Get him close, hit his ass with that s- (hit his ass with that switch)\n\n  I be fuckin' with bro, we hop out and just creep (fuckin' with bro)\n  Take a brick on that shit, man, we punished the Creek\n  Do a nigga like B, how I come with this P (do a nigga like Bo)\n  And my hands be tired like I do that shit neat (my hands be tired)\n\n  And it's ARP Jody, got blood on that street (Supersport Ten)\n  I was high as a bitch when a nigga made sweets (I was high as a bitch)\n  Bro jump out that bitch like I bring out the sweets (he gon' jump out that bitch)\n  I was tappin' that button, gotta stick to a C (gon' crack us a nigga)\n\n  Seal team 6\n  TooManyStrikers, Supersport Ten, nigga\n  I'm comin' through blitzin', and I'm comin' with the drill, move that fuck out the way\n  Nigga, free all the guys, do this shit for the trenches, do this shit for my members\n"}]