[{"id":10698197,"name":"Precision","trackName":"Precision","artistName":"SoFaygo","albumName":"Precision","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(We love you, Tecca)\n\nFlex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\nRacks I count up digits, you never stand on business (hot)\nI never ate at Denny's (hot), I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yup)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n\nG-got racks on my wrist and they crush (yeah)\nI step in and make a hoe blush (yeah)\nHe said he want smoke, he a dutch (hush)\nShe said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\nD-d-don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\nStart the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the demon\nKnow I been gone for a while but baby I'm holding it down (ah)\nHow could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles? (Style)\nOkay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\nYou-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n\nBitch I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\nI put five band' on your fit\nMy bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\nSometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking Raf\nSometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag (whoo, pow, whoo)\n(Whoo, pow)\n\nFlex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\nRacks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenux (hot)\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision (she)\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n\nDamn, that boy in here booted (huh)\nDamn, she got a big booty (ha)\nKali Uchis, I'mma stuff my face in her coochie (huh)\nPour the lean in kombuchy, I put 12 mans out here fuelling shit (uh, uh)\nIn Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch to seduce shit (uh)\nShe wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, It's a autobot\nI'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n\nI really be out in the mix (whoa), I be at the house by six (oh)\nInstead of lying on your dead (hit), nigga go get my blick (yuh)\nWhy do these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's a skit (like skit)\nI just went and took a ten, I'm riding in my coupé (my coupe)\nIf you play with Faygo you can die, I'ma shoot (pow)\nI don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n\nWhoo (huh)\nWhoo (grah)\nWhoo\nWhoo (pow)\n\nFlex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\nRacks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox (hot)\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.10] (We love you, Tecca)\n[00:03.32] Flex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[00:06.53] Racks I count up digits, you never stand on business (hot)\n[00:09.52] I never ate at Denny's (hot), I hate to shop at Lenox\n[00:12.91] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[00:16.39] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yup)\n[00:19.56] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n[00:22.67] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n[00:25.64] G-got racks on my wrist and they crush (yeah)\n[00:27.42] I step in and make a hoe blush (yeah)\n[00:29.07] He said he want smoke, he a dutch (hush)\n[00:30.72] She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n[00:32.82] D-d-don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n[00:36.25] Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the demon\n[00:38.24] Know I been gone for a while but baby I'm holding it down (ah)\n[00:41.61] How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles? (Style)\n[00:44.95] Okay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\n[00:47.89] You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n[00:51.74] Bitch I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\n[00:54.27] I put five band' on your fit\n[00:55.86] My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\n[00:59.09] Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking Raf\n[01:02.22] Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag (whoo, pow, whoo)\n[01:07.67] (Whoo, pow)\n[01:08.57] Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[01:11.75] Racks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\n[01:14.96] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenux (hot)\n[01:18.11] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision (she)\n[01:21.57] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[01:24.53] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n[01:27.90] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[01:31.48] Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)\n[01:33.15] Damn, she got a big booty (ha)\n[01:35.03] Kali Uchis, I'mma stuff my face in her coochie (huh)\n[01:37.91] Pour the lean in kombuchy, I put 12 mans out here fuelling shit (uh, uh)\n[01:41.36] In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch to seduce shit (uh)\n[01:44.51] She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, It's a autobot\n[01:47.97] I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n[01:50.92] I really be out in the mix (whoa), I be at the house by six (oh)\n[01:54.16] Instead of lying on your dead (hit), nigga go get my blick (yuh)\n[01:57.48] Why do these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's a skit (like skit)\n[02:00.79] I just went and took a ten, I'm riding in my coupé (my coupe)\n[02:04.17] If you play with Faygo you can die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.20] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.54] Whoo (huh)\n[02:11.42] Whoo (grah)\n[02:12.11] Whoo\n[02:13.09] Whoo (pow)\n[02:13.91] Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[02:17.25] Racks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\n[02:20.26] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox (hot)\n[02:23.35] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.75] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[02:30.19] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n[02:33.23] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision\n  artist: SoFaygo\n  album: Precision\n  duration_ms: 158000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (We love you, Tecca)\n  start_ms: 2100\n  end_ms: 3320\n- text: Flex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n  start_ms: 3320\n  end_ms: 6530\n- text: Racks I count up digits, you never stand on business (hot)\n  start_ms: 6530\n  end_ms: 9520\n- text: I never ate at Denny's (hot), I hate to shop at Lenox\n  start_ms: 9520\n  end_ms: 12910\n- text: I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  start_ms: 12910\n  end_ms: 16390\n- text: I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yup)\n  start_ms: 16390\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 22670\n- text: I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n  start_ms: 22670\n  end_ms: 25640\n- text: G-got racks on my wrist and they crush (yeah)\n  start_ms: 25640\n  end_ms: 27420\n- text: I step in and make a hoe blush (yeah)\n  start_ms: 27420\n  end_ms: 29070\n- text: He said he want smoke, he a dutch (hush)\n  start_ms: 29070\n  end_ms: 30720\n- text: She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n  start_ms: 30720\n  end_ms: 32820\n- text: D-d-don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 32820\n  end_ms: 36250\n- text: Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the demon\n  start_ms: 36250\n  end_ms: 38240\n- text: Know I been gone for a while but baby I'm holding it down (ah)\n  start_ms: 38240\n  end_ms: 41610\n- text: How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles? 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They lying like it's a skit (like skit)\n  I just went and took a ten, I'm riding in my coupé (my coupe)\n  If you play with Faygo you can die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n  I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n\n  Whoo (huh)\n  Whoo (grah)\n  Whoo\n  Whoo (pow)\n\n  Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n  Racks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\n  I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox (hot)\n  I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\n  I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n  I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n"},{"id":11488940,"name":"Precision","trackName":"Precision","artistName":"SoFaygo/Don Toliver","albumName":"Precision","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(We love you, Tecca)\n\nRacks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\nRacks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n\nGot rocks on my wrist, and they crushed (yeah)\nI step in and make a ho blush (huh)\nHe said he want smoke, he a Dutch (huh)\nShe said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\nD-D-Don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\nStart the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the Demon\nKnow I been gone for a while, but baby, I'm holding it down (ah)\nHow could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?\nOkay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\nYou-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n\nBitch, I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\nI put five band on your fit\nMy bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\nSometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking RAF\nSometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag\n(Whoo, pow, whoo, whoo, pow)\n\nRacks on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\nRacks, I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that the route when I hit it (yeah)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n\nDamn, that boy in here booted (huh)\nDamn, she got a big booty (ha)\nKali Uchis, I'ma stuff my face in her coochie (hah)\nPour the lean in kombucha, I put twin out there fueling shit (uh, uh)\nIn Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch, she'll seduce you (uh)\nShe wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, it's a Autobot\nI'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n\nI really be out in the mix (whoo), I be at the house by six (no)\nYou steady lyin' on your dick, nigga, go get my blick (yeah)\nWhy all these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's cute\nI just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\nIf you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\nI don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\nWhoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\nWhoo, whoo (pow)\n\nRacks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\nRacks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.94] (We love you, Tecca)\n[00:03.00] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[00:06.58] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[00:09.57] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[00:12.62] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[00:16.13] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[00:19.22] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[00:22.61] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n[00:25.69] Got rocks on my wrist, and they crushed (yeah)\n[00:27.52] I step in and make a ho blush (huh)\n[00:28.93] He said he want smoke, he a Dutch (huh)\n[00:30.78] She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n[00:32.65] D-D-Don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n[00:36.03] Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the Demon\n[00:38.23] Know I been gone for a while, but baby, I'm holding it down (ah)\n[00:41.59] How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?\n[00:44.80] Okay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\n[00:47.81] You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n[00:51.73] Bitch, I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\n[00:54.26] I put five band on your fit\n[00:55.86] My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\n[00:59.09] Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking RAF\n[01:02.22] Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag\n[01:05.78] (Whoo, pow, whoo, whoo, pow)\n[01:08.58] Racks on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[01:11.76] Racks, I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business\n[01:14.63] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[01:18.13] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[01:21.54] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[01:24.57] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[01:27.95] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[01:31.29] Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)\n[01:32.98] Damn, she got a big booty (ha)\n[01:34.83] Kali Uchis, I'ma stuff my face in her coochie (hah)\n[01:37.96] Pour the lean in kombucha, I put twin out there fueling shit (uh, uh)\n[01:41.30] In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch, she'll seduce you (uh)\n[01:44.37] She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, it's a Autobot\n[01:47.78] I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n[01:50.91] I really be out in the mix (whoo), I be at the house by six (no)\n[01:54.17] You steady lyin' on your dick, nigga, go get my blick (yeah)\n[01:57.40] Why all these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.75] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.94] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.25] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.57] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.17] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.64] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.97] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.27] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.39] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.73] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.94] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision\n  artist: SoFaygo/Don Toliver\n  album: Precision\n  duration_ms: 158000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (We love you, 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They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.75] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.94] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.25] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.57] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.17] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.64] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.97] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.27] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.39] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.73] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.94] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision (feat. 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They lying like it's cute\nI just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\nIf you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\nI don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\nWhoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\nWhoo, whoo (pow)\n\nRacks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\nRacks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.94] (We love you, Tecca)\n[00:03.00] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[00:06.58] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[00:09.57] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[00:12.62] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[00:16.13] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[00:19.22] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[00:22.61] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n[00:25.69] Got rocks on my wrist, and they crushed (yeah)\n[00:27.52] I step in and make a ho blush (huh)\n[00:28.93] He said he want smoke, he a Dutch (huh)\n[00:30.78] She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n[00:32.65] D-D-Don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n[00:36.03] Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the Demon\n[00:38.23] Know I been gone for a while, but baby, I'm holding it down (ah)\n[00:41.59] How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?\n[00:44.80] Okay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\n[00:47.81] You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n[00:51.73] Bitch, I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\n[00:54.26] I put five band on your fit\n[00:55.86] My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\n[00:59.09] Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking RAF\n[01:02.22] Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag\n[01:05.78] (Whoo, pow, whoo, whoo, pow)\n[01:08.58] Racks on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[01:11.76] Racks, I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business\n[01:14.63] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[01:18.13] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[01:21.54] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[01:24.57] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[01:27.95] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[01:31.29] Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)\n[01:32.98] Damn, she got a big booty (ha)\n[01:34.83] Kali Uchis, I'ma stuff my face in her coochie (hah)\n[01:37.96] Pour the lean in kombucha, I put twin out there fueling shit (uh, uh)\n[01:41.30] In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch, she'll seduce you (uh)\n[01:44.37] She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, it's a Autobot\n[01:47.78] I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n[01:50.91] I really be out in the mix (whoo), I be at the house by six (no)\n[01:54.17] You steady lyin' on your dick, nigga, go get my blick (yeah)\n[01:57.40] Why all these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.75] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.94] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.25] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.57] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.17] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.64] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.97] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.27] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.39] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.73] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.94] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision (feat. 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They lying like it's a skit (like skit)\n[02:00.79] I just went and took a ten, I'm riding in my coupé (my coupe)\n[02:04.17] If you play with Faygo you can die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.20] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.54] Whoo (huh)\n[02:11.42] Whoo (grah)\n[02:12.11] Whoo\n[02:13.09] Whoo (pow)\n[02:13.91] Flex on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[02:17.25] Racks I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business (hot)\n[02:20.26] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox (hot)\n[02:23.35] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.75] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[02:30.19] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n[02:33.23] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision\n  artist: SoFaygo\n  album: Hardstone Psycho (Sessions)\n  duration_ms: 158300\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (We love you, Tecca)\n  start_ms: 2100\n  end_ms: 3320\n- text: Flex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n  start_ms: 3320\n  end_ms: 6530\n- text: Racks I count up digits, you never stand on business (hot)\n  start_ms: 6530\n  end_ms: 9520\n- text: I never ate at Denny's (hot), I hate to shop at Lenox\n  start_ms: 9520\n  end_ms: 12910\n- text: I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  start_ms: 12910\n  end_ms: 16390\n- text: I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that' the route when I hit it (yup)\n  start_ms: 16390\n  end_ms: 19560\n- text: I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was havin to meet (yeah)\n  start_ms: 19560\n  end_ms: 22670\n- text: I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n  start_ms: 22670\n  end_ms: 25640\n- text: G-got racks on my wrist and they crush (yeah)\n  start_ms: 25640\n  end_ms: 27420\n- text: I step in and make a hoe blush (yeah)\n  start_ms: 27420\n  end_ms: 29070\n- text: He said he want smoke, he a dutch (hush)\n  start_ms: 29070\n  end_ms: 30720\n- text: She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n  start_ms: 30720\n  end_ms: 32820\n- text: D-d-don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 32820\n  end_ms: 36250\n- text: Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the demon\n  start_ms: 36250\n  end_ms: 38240\n- text: Know I been gone for a while but baby I'm holding it down (ah)\n  start_ms: 38240\n  end_ms: 41610\n- text: How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles? 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They lying like it's cute\nI just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\nIf you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\nI don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\nWhoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\nWhoo, whoo (pow)\n\nRacks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\nRacks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\nI never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\nI'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\nI know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\nI knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\nI knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.94] (We love you, Tecca)\n[00:03.01] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[00:06.57] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[00:09.52] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[00:12.62] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[00:16.14] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[00:19.26] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[00:22.67] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n[00:25.69] Got rocks on my wrist, and they crushed (yeah)\n[00:27.59] I step in and make a ho blush (huh)\n[00:28.92] He said he want smoke, he a Dutch (huh)\n[00:30.73] She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n[00:32.68] D-D-Don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n[00:36.09] Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the Demon\n[00:38.20] Know I been gone for a while, but baby, I'm holding it down (ah)\n[00:41.51] How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?\n[00:44.77] Okay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\n[00:47.84] You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n[00:51.76] Bitch, I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\n[00:54.22] I put five band on your fit\n[00:55.85] My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\n[00:59.05] Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking RAF\n[01:02.28] Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag\n[01:05.77] (Whoo, pow, whoo, whoo, pow)\n[01:08.56] Racks on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n[01:11.77] Racks, I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business\n[01:14.66] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[01:18.12] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[01:21.51] I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that the route when I hit it (yeah)\n[01:24.55] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[01:27.94] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[01:31.28] Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)\n[01:32.95] Damn, she got a big booty (ha)\n[01:34.89] Kali Uchis, I'ma stuff my face in her coochie (hah)\n[01:37.92] Pour the lean in kombucha, I put twin out there fueling shit (uh, uh)\n[01:41.38] In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch, she'll seduce you (uh)\n[01:44.33] She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, it's a Autobot\n[01:47.78] I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n[01:50.95] I really be out in the mix (whoo), I be at the house by six (no)\n[01:54.13] You steady lyin' on your dick, nigga, go get my blick (yeah)\n[01:57.47] Why all these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.77] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.95] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.26] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.56] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.15] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.66] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.92] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.29] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.34] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.75] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.95] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision (feat. 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They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.77] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.95] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.26] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.56] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.15] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.66] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.92] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.29] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.34] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.75] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.95] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision (Feat. 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They lying like it's cute\n[02:00.77] I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n[02:03.95] If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n[02:07.26] I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n[02:10.56] Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n[02:12.15] Whoo, whoo (pow)\n[02:13.66] Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n[02:16.92] Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n[02:20.29] I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n[02:23.34] I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n[02:26.75] I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n[02:29.95] I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n[02:33.29] I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n[02:37.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Precision [V2] (feat. 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They lying like it's cute\n  start_ms: 117470\n  end_ms: 120770\n- text: I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n  start_ms: 120770\n  end_ms: 123950\n- text: If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n  start_ms: 123950\n  end_ms: 127260\n- text: I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n  start_ms: 127260\n  end_ms: 130560\n- text: Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n  start_ms: 130560\n  end_ms: 132150\n- text: Whoo, whoo (pow)\n  start_ms: 132150\n  end_ms: 133660\n- text: Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n  start_ms: 133660\n  end_ms: 136920\n- text: Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n  start_ms: 136920\n  end_ms: 140290\n- text: I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n  start_ms: 140290\n  end_ms: 143340\n- text: I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  start_ms: 143340\n  end_ms: 146750\n- text: I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n  start_ms: 146750\n  end_ms: 149950\n- text: I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n  start_ms: 149950\n  end_ms: 153290\n- text: I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n  start_ms: 153290\n  end_ms: 157140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 157140\nplain: |-\n  (We love you, Tecca)\n\n  Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n  Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n  I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n  I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n  I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n  I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (yeah)\n\n  Got rocks on my wrist, and they crushed (yeah)\n  I step in and make a ho blush (huh)\n  He said he want smoke, he a Dutch (huh)\n  She said that she good, she a slut (yeah, go)\n  D-D-Don't believe it (yeah, yeah), don't believe it (yeah, yeah)\n  Start the whip (yeah, yeah), crank the Demon\n  Know I been gone for a while, but baby, I'm holding it down (ah)\n  How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?\n  Okay, I been in my lane, I been in my own isle\n  You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (ah, pow, pow, yeah)\n\n  Bitch, I'm married to the money like I'm Mitch\n  I put five band on your fit\n  My bitch bad and she ain't gotta do no OnlyFans because I'm lit\n  Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking RAF\n  Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag\n  (Whoo, pow, whoo, whoo, pow)\n\n  Racks on all these bitches (yeah), black out on these bitches (yeah)\n  Racks, I count up digits (yeah), you never stand on business\n  I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n  I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  I know that she gotta be kidding (yeah), I knew that the route when I hit it (yeah)\n  I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n  I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n\n  Damn, that boy in here booted (huh)\n  Damn, she got a big booty (ha)\n  Kali Uchis, I'ma stuff my face in her coochie (hah)\n  Pour the lean in kombucha, I put twin out there fueling shit (uh, uh)\n  In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil' bitch, she'll seduce you (uh)\n  She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, it's a Autobot\n  I'm feeling geeked, she get down on her knees\n\n  I really be out in the mix (whoo), I be at the house by six (no)\n  You steady lyin' on your dick, nigga, go get my blick (yeah)\n  Why all these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it's cute\n  I just went and took a ten, I'm ridin' in my coupe\n  If you play with Faygo, you gon' die, I'ma shoot (pow)\n  I don't fuck around, I'm gon' tell the truth\n  Whoo (huh), whoo (grrah)\n  Whoo, whoo (pow)\n\n  Racks on all these bitches, black out on these bitches\n  Racks, I count up digits, you never stand on business\n  I never ate at Denny's, I hate to shop at Lenox\n  I'm picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision\n  I know that she gotta be kidding (yup), I knew that the route when I hit it (yup)\n  I knew I was not trippin' (yeah), I knew I was hot, need a mit (yeah)\n  I knew I was gon' be the one (yeah), I knew I would go to the sun\n"}]