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I got this shit on\nI'm (?) man I got this shit on\nNigga you die soon as I say okay\nMy whip? That's strawberry Yoplait\n\nI got a chopper on the charger\nYou put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\nNiggas broke\nAnd I've been leanin' on Ac' all in (?)\nAnd I've been smokin' on gas all (?)\nPullin' up at the light no tag on\nAK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\n\nBag all day\n(?) brave, I keep it brave\nI'm gettin' fast like a track\n(?)\nBaby that cap's for the feds\n\nNow that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga\nI promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling\nI look like I came from nothin'\n\nAnd I look like I came for somethin'\n\nAnd I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\nI got the bread\nYa'll bitch'll give me the head\nFuck her on the sofa, not the bed\nHit that lil bitch from the back\nAnd I take out with your pack\nAnd I'm not givin' it back\nI done lost all my respect\n\nDon't drink no red, we pour Act\nSippin' on lean, it's so crazy\nI ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act\n\nKeep it goin' Energizer bunny, (?), so-so with these carrots\nMy bitch the baddest, but she not your average\nShe so, so arrogant, woah\nHer titties calcium, my booty calories\nAnd both of 'em squish me, God damn wesavages\n\nI do this shit for my momma\nTake off with your pack and keep runnin'\nI'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\nI flip that bitch like a omelet\nI've been with ya from the start\n\nI did that shit from my heart\nI'm so so so sorry I hurt you\nAnd I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, no deli\nI got money, check the store credit\nNo new names unless you know they did it\nSleeping pants, watch it happen\n(?) brave, I keep it brave\nI'm gettin' fast like a track\n(?)\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nNow that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga\nI promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin'\nAnd I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.32] Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n[00:22.25] Peanut butter jelly, no deli\n[00:24.23] I got money, check the store credit\n[00:26.22] No new names unless you know they did it\n[00:28.04] Sleeping pants, watch it happen\n[00:30.10] I'm having bread, I'm keeping bread\n[00:33.11] I'm gettin' fat like a tread\n[00:35.01] Mill i want that\n[00:36.82] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[00:40.13] That ain't yo ho, Don't tell her the secrets\n[00:44.39] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[00:46.68] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[00:47.97] I promise, I promise\n[00:48.95] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[00:50.30] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling\n[00:51.73] They over, they running\n[00:52.74] I look like I came from nothin'\n[00:54.06] And I look like I came for somethin'\n[00:55.49] And I'm comin', I want it\n[00:56.88] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n[01:00.40] Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit\n[01:04.49] I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch\n[01:08.16] They catch me with my strap I'ma own that lil bitch\n[01:11.55] I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer\n[01:13.59] Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it\n[01:15.59] A lot of nigga shit, talkin' you don't ever get paid\n[01:19.93] Remember me, I've been bout it Doug High 10th grade\n[01:23.10] Ridin' round in my homeboy Buick\n[01:25.16] With a tool in the unit\n[01:26.99] We'd go to school, eat lunch\n[01:28.77] Cut school, get back to it, nigga\n[01:30.89] Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob\n[01:33.24] If you can't go hard then you can't come here\n[01:35.30] Let me make somethin' clear\n[01:36.31] If you lookin' for a sucker well it ain't none here\n[01:39.29] Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here\n[01:41.71] Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere\n[01:43.72] On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere\n[01:45.70] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[01:55.93] Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[02:00.55] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[02:02.30] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[02:03.52] I promise, I promise\n[02:04.72] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[02:06.15] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling\n[02:07.42] I look like I came from nothin'\n[02:08.46] And I look like I came for somethin'\n[02:09.70] And I'm comin', I want it\n[02:12.70] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n[02:15.66] Okay, big paper\n[02:17.28] If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper\n[02:19.49] Sick flavor\n[02:20.55] Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson, (?)\n[02:23.34] Swag impeccable, peckin' a (?)\n[02:24.84] Cases federal\n[02:25.54] I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical\n[02:27.14] Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera\n[02:29.18] (?) my nigga, I wanna clap for twenty bricks\n[02:31.14] In the regal, pullin' up at the ridge, extended heater\n[02:34.62] (?) I got this shit on\n[02:36.18] I'm (?) man I got this shit on\n[02:38.22] Nigga you die soon as I say okay\n[02:40.12] My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait\n[02:42.14] I got a chopper on the charger\n[02:43.86] You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\n[02:46.07] Niggas broke\n[02:46.89] And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in (?)\n[02:49.88] And I've been smokin' on gas all (?)\n[02:53.22] Pullin' up at the light no tag on\n[02:57.12] AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\n[02:59.58] Bag all day\n[03:01.38] (?) brave, I keep it brave\n[03:04.50] I'm gettin' fast like a track\n[03:06.40] (?)\n[03:07.96] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[03:11.13] Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[03:15.46] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[03:18.02] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[03:19.95] I promise, I promise\n[03:20.35] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[03:21.78] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling\n[03:22.97] I look like I came from nothin'\n[03:25.36] And I look like I came for somethin'\n[03:26.77] And I'm comin', I want it\n[03:28.06] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n[03:31.52] I got the bread\n[03:32.81] Ya'll bitch'll give me the head\n[03:34.75] Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed\n[03:36.64] Hit that lil bitch from the back\n[03:38.58] And I take out with your pack\n[03:40.45] And I'm not givin' it back\n[03:42.39] I done lost all my respect\n[03:44.22] Don't drink no red, we pour Act\n[03:46.18] Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy\n[03:47.53] I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act\n[03:50.58] Keep it goin' Energizer bunny, (?), so-so with these carrots\n[03:53.95] My bitch the baddest, but she not your average\n[03:56.43] She so, so arrogant, woah\n[03:58.37] Her titties calcium, my booty calories\n[04:00.37] And both of 'em squish me, God damn wesavages\n[04:02.25] I do this shit for my momma\n[04:03.96] Take off with your pack and keep runnin'\n[04:05.66] I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\n[04:07.65] I flip that bitch like a omelet\n[04:09.56] I've been with ya from the start\n[04:11.42] I did that shit from my heart\n[04:13.49] I'm so so so sorry I hurt you\n[04:15.03] And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\n[04:17.05] Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n[04:24.44] Peanut butter jelly, no deli\n[04:26.38] I got money, check the store credit\n[04:28.23] No new names unless you know they did it\n[04:30.12] Sleeping pants, watch it happen\n[04:32.14] (?) brave, I keep it brave\n[04:35.20] I'm gettin' fast like a track\n[04:37.28] (?)\n[04:38.77] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[04:41.92] Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[04:46.64] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[04:48.82] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[04:50.11] I promise, I promise\n[04:51.19] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[04:52.51] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling\n[04:54.83] I look like I came from nothin'\n[04:56.37] And I look like I came for somethin'\n[04:57.75] And I'm comin', I want it\n[04:59.22] Yeah, I drink on that lean 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That's strawberry Yoplait\n[02:42.15] I got a chopper on the charger\n[02:42.71] You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\n[02:46.09] Niggas broke\n[02:46.84] And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in\n[02:50.79] And I've been smokin' on gas all\n[02:54.53] Pullin' up at the light no tag on\n[02:57.28] AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\n[02:59.51] Bag all day\n[03:00.87] Tryin for brave, I keep it brave\n[03:04.25] I'm gettin' fast like a track\n[03:05.37] Mill i want that\n[03:07.62] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[03:11.15] Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[03:16.04] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[03:17.83] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[03:19.24] I promise, I promise\n[03:20.20] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[03:21.00] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over they runnin\n[03:23.31] I look like I came from nothin'\n[03:25.12] And I look like I came for somethin'\n[03:26.44] And I'm comin', I want it\n[03:28.59] 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with ya from the start\n[04:11.29] I did that shit from my heart\n[04:13.24] I'm so so so sorry I hurt you\n[04:13.80] And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\n[04:16.82] Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n[04:21.99] Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, no deli\n[04:25.72] I got money, check the store credit\n[04:27.63] No new names unless you know they did it\n[04:29.61] Sleeping pants, watch it happen\n[04:31.53] I'm having bread, I'm keeping bread\n[04:34.55] I'm gettin' fat like a tread\n[04:36.71] Mill i want that\n[04:39.13] Baby that cap's for the feds\n[04:42.53] That ain't yo ho, Don't tell her the secrets\n[04:45.15] I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n[04:48.42] I don't give no fuck bout no nigga\n[04:48.46] I promise, I promise\n[04:51.00] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[04:52.40] I stack them hundreds to the ceiling\n[04:53.86] They over, they running\n[04:55.09] I look like I came from nothin'\n[04:55.99] And I look like I 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Young Thug, T.I. & Young Dro","albumName":"Hit Hard, Move Silent","duration":317.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We got London on the track\n\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, no deli\nI got money, check the store credit\nNo new names unless you know they did it\nSleep in palace, watch it happen\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nRun up that check, give a fuck bout that shit\nI guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch\nThey kept me with my strap on my own, that lil bitch\nI don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer\nTell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it\nA lot of nigga shit, talkin' you don't ever get paid\nRemember me, I've been bout it, dealin' out the 10th grade\nRidin' round in my homeboy Buick\nWith a tool in the unit\nWe'd go to school, eat lunch\nCut school, get back to it, nigga\nListen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob\nIf you can't go hard then you can't come here\nLet me make somethin' clear\nIf you lookin' for a sucker well it ain't none here\nLook we got artillery for days, we can spray from here\nHit your ass on the side of the face somewhere\nOn the side of the road, let you lay somewhere\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nOkay, big paper\nIf I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper\nSick flavor\nGot the white double mint twin with me on Simpson\nSwag impeccable, peckin' a heck of them, cases federal\nI'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical\nOh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera\nAnd I don't want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora\nTwenty bricks in the regal\nPullin' up, Ethel Ridge, extended heater\nDeath threat, I got this shit on\nI'm untouchable man I got this shit on\nNigga you die soon as I say okay\nMy whip? That's strawberry Yoplait\nI got a chopper on the charger\nYou put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\nNiggas broke\nAnd I've been leanin' on Ac' all in this bitch\nAnd I've been smokin' on gas all in this bitch\nPullin' up at the light no tag on my shit\nAK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\nBag all day\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nI got the bread\nYa'll bitch'll give me the head\nFuck her on the sofa, not the bed\nHit that lil bitch from the back\nAnd I take out with your pack\nAnd I'm not givin' it back\nI done lost all my respect\nDon't drink no red, we pour Act\nSippin' on lean, it's so crazy\nI ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\n\nKeep it goin' Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots\nMy bitch the baddest, but she not your average\nShe so, so arrogant, woah\nHer titties calcium, her booty calories\nAnd both of 'em squish me, God damn we sandwiches\nI do this shit for my momma\nTake off with your pack and keep runnin'\nI'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\nI flip that bitch like a omelet\nI've been with ya from the start\nI did that shit from my heart\nI'm so so so sorry I hurt you\nAnd I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\n\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, no deli\nI got money, check the store credit\nNo new names unless you know they did it\nSleep in palace, watch it happen\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nWe got London on the track,\non the track, on the track, on the track...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Peanut Butter Jelly\n  artist: Lil Duke feat. 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turn up, turn up)\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\nDope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\nI got that bread, that bitch give me head\nI fuck her on the sofa, not the bed, hit that lil' ho from the back\nAnd I'll take off with your pack and I'm not givin' it back\nI done lost all my respect, pussy, don't drink no red, we pour Act'\nSippin' on lean, it's so crazy\nI ride off that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\nKeep it goin', Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carats, woah\nMy bitch the baddest, but she not your\nAverage ho, she so-so arrogant, woah\nHer titties calcium, my booty calories\nAnd both of 'em squish me, I'm eatin' way salmon\nI do this shit for my mama, bitch\nTake off with your pack and keep runnin'\nI'm not the Birdman, but I'm stunnin'\nBitch, I flip that bitch like a omelet\nI been with you from the start, I did that shit from my heart\nI'm so, so, so sorry I hurt you and I\nSee the scar, but you know I'm retarded\n\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n\nWe don't bother jelly, no, daily\nI got money, check the score, credit\nDon't do nothin' unless you know that daily\nSleep in palace, what you havin'?\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash for the feds\nShit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nYeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\nAnd I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\nDope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\nWe got London on the track","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Peanut Butter Jelly (feat. 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came for somethin'\n  And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n  Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\n  Run up that check, give a fuck 'bout that shit\n  I guess I'm that jet if I want that lil' bitch\n  They catch me with my strap, I'ma own that lil' bitch\n  I don't answer no question, won't speak with my lawyer\n  Tell your boss I said when my phone call, that's it, sheesh\n  A lot of dope top youngin', I be gettin' paid, yeah\n  Remember me, I been ballin', juggin' out in tenth grade\n  Ridin' 'round in my homeboy Buick with a tool in the unit\n  We come to school, eat lunch, cut school, get back to it\n  Huh, listen, nigga, this the Bankroll Mob\n  If you can't go hard, then you can't\n  Come here, let me make somethin' clear\n  If you lookin' for a sucka, well, it ain't none here\n  Huh, look, we got artillery for days, we could spray from here\n  Hit your ass to the side of the face somewhere\n  On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere, ayy\n\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash for the feds\n  Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n  And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n  Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\n  Big paper\n  If I was hungry, I'd eat a whole lot of this shit paper\n  Sick flavor\n  Got the white doublemint twin with me on Simpson, mint Wraither\n  Swag impeccable, packin' a Heckler\n  Cases of federal, I'm a felon\n  I'm throwin' up, I need medical\n  You regular, terrible, soft, lame, et cetera\n  And I don't want one, bitch, I want a plethora\n  Two hundred bricks in the Regal, pullin' up Etheridge, extended heater\n  Dead fresh, man, I got this shit on\n  On touch chrome and I got this shit on\n  And you will die soon as I say, okay\n  My whip, that strawberry Yoplait\n  I got a chopper on the charger\n  You put a lil' gas in it, that pussy cook for about four days, true\n  And I've been leanin' on Act', all in this Act', all in this Act'\n  And I've been smokin' on gas, all in this gas, all in this gas\n  Uh, pullin' off the lot, no tag on, no tag on, no\n  AK hit everybody in his stomach, pop, pop, back out, okay, true\n\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash for the feds\n  Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n  And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n  Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\n  I got that bread, that bitch give me head\n  I fuck her on the sofa, not the bed, hit that lil' ho from the back\n  And I'll take off with your pack and I'm not givin' it back\n  I done lost all my respect, pussy, don't drink no red, we pour Act'\n  Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy\n  I ride off that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\n  Keep it goin', Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carats, woah\n  My bitch the baddest, but she not your\n  Average ho, she so-so arrogant, woah\n  Her titties calcium, my booty calories\n  And both of 'em squish me, I'm eatin' way salmon\n  I do this shit for my mama, bitch\n  Take off with your pack and keep runnin'\n  I'm not the Birdman, but I'm stunnin'\n  Bitch, I flip that bitch like a omelet\n  I been with you from the start, I did that shit from my heart\n  I'm so, so, so sorry I hurt you and I\n  See the scar, but you know I'm retarded\n\n  We don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n  We don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n\n  We don't bother jelly, no, daily\n  I got money, check the score, credit\n  Don't do nothin' unless you know that daily\n  Sleep in palace, what you havin'?\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash for the feds\n  Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n  And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n  Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\n  We got London on the track\n"},{"id":34352768,"name":"Peanut Butter Jelly (Featuring T.I., Young Dro & Lil' Duke)","trackName":"Peanut Butter Jelly (Featuring T.I., Young Dro & Lil' Duke)","artistName":"Young Thug","albumName":"Slime Winter","duration":317.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Huh, yeah\nBankroll Mafia, huh\nHustle Gang, yeah\nBankroll Mafia, yeah\nMoney on the exchange, yeah\nWoah, woah, huh\nWe got London on the track\n\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n\nWe don't bother jelly, no, daily\nI got money, check the score, credit\nDon't do nothin' unless you know that daily\nSleep in palace, what you havin'?\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash for the feds\n\nShit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n\nYeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\nAnd I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\nDope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\nRun up that check, give a fuck 'bout that shit\n\nI guess I'm that jet if I want that lil' bitch\nThey catch me with my strap, I'ma own that lil' bitch\nI don't answer no question, won't speak with my lawyer\nTell your boss I said when my phone call, that's it, sheesh\nA lot of dope top youngin', I be gettin' paid, yeah\n\nRemember me, I been ballin', juggin' out in tenth grade\nRidin' 'round in my homeboy Buick with a tool in the unit\nWe come to school, eat lunch, cut school, get back to it\nHuh, listen, nigga, this the Bankroll Mob\nIf you can't go hard, then you can't\nCome here, let me make somethin' clear\nIf you lookin' for a sucka, well, it ain't none here\nHuh, look, we got artillery for days, we could spray from here\nHit your ass to the side of the face somewhere\nOn the side of the road, let you lay somewhere, ayy\n\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash for the feds\n\nShit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n\nYeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\nAnd I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\nYeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\nDope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\nBig paper\nIf I was hungry, I'd eat a whole lot of this shit paper\n\nSick flavor\nGot the white doublemint twin with me on Simpson, mint Wraither\nSwag 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your pack and keep runnin'\n\nI'm not the Birdman, but I'm stunnin'\nBitch, I flip that bitch like a omelet\nI been with you from the start, I did that shit from my heart\nI'm so, so, so sorry I hurt you and I\nSee the scar, but you know I'm retarded\n\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\nWe don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n\nWe don't bother jelly, no, daily\nI got money, check the score, credit\nDon't do nothin' unless you know that daily\nSleep in palace, what you havin'?\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash for the feds\n\nShit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n\nYeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\nAnd I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn 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no nigga, I promise, I promise\n[00:49.36] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[00:50.70] I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n[00:53.19] I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n[00:55.85] And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n[00:57.58] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n[00:59.39] Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n[01:02.75] Run up that check, give a fuck 'bout that shit\n[01:06.44] I guess I'm that jet if I want that lil' bitch\n[01:09.95] They catch me with my strap, I'ma own that lil' bitch\n[01:11.94] I don't answer no question, won't speak with my lawyer\n[01:13.94] Tell your boss I said when my phone call, that's it, sheesh\n[01:17.58] A lot of dope top youngin', I be gettin' paid, yeah\n[01:21.34] Remember me, I been ballin', juggin' out in tenth grade\n[01:23.71] Ridin' 'round in my homeboy Buick with a tool in the unit\n[01:27.97] We come to school, eat lunch, cut 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And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n[02:13.25] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n[02:15.05] Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n[02:16.49] Big paper\n[02:17.37] If I was hungry, I'd eat a whole lot of this shit paper\n[02:20.26] Sick flavor\n[02:20.97] Got the white doublemint twin with me on Simpson, mint Wraither\n[02:23.76] Swag impeccable, packin' a Heckler\n[02:25.12] Cases of federal, I'm a felon\n[02:26.51] I'm throwin' up, I need medical\n[02:27.65] You regular, terrible, soft, lame, et cetera\n[02:29.64] And I don't want one, bitch, I want a plethora\n[02:31.58] Two hundred bricks in the Regal, pullin' up Etheridge, extended heater\n[02:35.15] Dead fresh, man, I got this shit on\n[02:36.89] On touch chrome and I got this shit on\n[02:38.42] And you will die soon as I say, okay\n[02:40.88] My whip, that strawberry Yoplait\n[02:42.63] I got a chopper on the charger\n[02:43.78] You put a lil' gas in it, that pussy cook for about four days, true\n[02:47.55] And I've been leanin' on Act', all in this Act', all in this Act'\n[02:51.33] And I've been smokin' on gas, all in this gas, all in this gas\n[02:54.87] Uh, pullin' off the lot, no tag on, no tag on, no\n[02:57.67] AK hit everybody in his stomach, pop, pop, back out, okay, true\n[03:01.85] I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n[03:05.26] Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n[03:09.06] Bury that cash for the feds\n[03:11.85] Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[03:15.16] Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n[03:18.42] I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n[03:20.79] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[03:22.03] I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n[03:24.45] I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n[03:27.14] And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n[03:28.88] Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n[03:30.73] Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n[03:32.22] I got that bread, that bitch give me head\n[03:35.74] I fuck her on the sofa, not the bed, hit that lil' ho from the back\n[03:39.20] And I'll take off with your pack and I'm not givin' it back\n[03:43.08] I done lost all my respect, pussy, don't drink no red, we pour Act'\n[03:46.87] Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy\n[03:48.02] I ride off that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\n[03:51.53] Keep it goin', Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carats, woah\n[03:55.12] My bitch the baddest, but she not your\n[03:56.61] Average ho, she so-so arrogant, woah\n[03:58.99] Her titties calcium, my booty calories\n[04:00.81] And both of 'em squish me, I'm eatin' way salmon\n[04:02.93] I do this shit for my mama, bitch\n[04:04.67] Take off with your pack and keep runnin'\n[04:06.55] I'm not the Birdman, but I'm stunnin'\n[04:08.02] Bitch, I flip that bitch like a omelet\n[04:10.02] I been with you from the start, I did that shit from my heart\n[04:14.08] I'm so, so, so sorry I hurt you and I\n[04:15.89] See the scar, but you know I'm retarded\n[04:19.41] We don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n[04:25.13] We don't bother jelly, we don't bother jelly\n[04:26.06] We don't bother jelly, no, daily\n[04:27.06] I got money, check the score, credit\n[04:28.99] Don't do nothin' unless you know that daily\n[04:30.72] Sleep in palace, what you havin'?\n[04:32.79] I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n[04:36.08] Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n[04:39.86] Bury that cash for the feds\n[04:42.53] Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n[04:46.93] Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n[04:49.24] I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n[04:51.57] I throw me some ones on these bitches\n[04:52.86] I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n[04:55.29] I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n[04:57.89] And I'm comin', I 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 Sleep in palace, what you havin'?\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung and it felt like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash for the feds\n\n  Shit, that ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n\n  Yeah, yeah, I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceilin', they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin' and I look like I came for somethin'\n  And I'm comin', I want it (Let's get it, turn up, turn up)\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean and I smoke on that\n  Dope 'til I fuckin' vomit (Turn up, turn up)\n\n  We got London on the track\n"},{"id":33895116,"name":"Peanut Butter Jelly (Feat. 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'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nRun up that check, give a fuck 'bout that shit\nI gas up that jet if I want that lil bitch\nThey kept me with my strap, I'ma own that lil bih\nI don't answer no questions, won't speak with my lawyer\nTell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it\nA lot of niggas shit talkin', you'll never get paid\nRemember me, I been ballin', dudin' high tenth grade\nRidin' 'round in my homeboy Buick\nWith a tool in the unit\nWe come to school, eat lunch\nCut school, get back to it nigga\nListen nigga, this the Bankroll mob\nIf you can't go hard then you can't\nCome here, let me make something clear\nIf you lookin' for a sucker, well it ain't none here\nLook, we got artillery for days, we could spray from here\nHit your ass in the side of the face somewhere\nOn the side of the road, let you lay somewhere\n\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash 'fore the feds\nThat ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\nI don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothing\nAnd I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\nYeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\nOn that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nOkay, big paper\nIf I was hungry, I'd eat a hundred dollars then shit paper\nSick flavor, got the white doublemint\nTwin with me on Simpson, mint wraither\nSwag impeccable, pack in the heck of 'em, case it's federal\nI'm a felon, I'll throw it up, I need medical\nYou regular, terrible, soft, lame, et cetera\nAnd I don't want one hoe, nigga I want a plethora\nTwo hundred bricks in the regal\nPullin' up at the reg', extended heater\nDead friend, man I got this shit on\nI'ma talk strong, man I got this shit on\nNigga you will die soon as I say okay\nMy whip, that strawberry Yoplait\nI got a chopper on the charger\nYou put a lil gas in that motherfucker, go about four days\nNigga Dro\nAnd I been leanin' on alcohol, leanin' on alcohol\nAnd I been smokin' on gas all in this bitch, all in this bitch\nPullin' out a lot, no tag on my shit\nAK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit, backyard, bitch\n\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash 'fore the feds\nThat ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\nI don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothing\nAnd I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\nYeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\nOn that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nI got the bread, got bitches give me the head\nFuck her on the sofa, not the bed\nHit that lil bih from the back\nAnd I take off with your pack\nAnd I'm not givin' it back, I done lost all my respect\nDon't drink no red, we pour Act\nSippin' on lean, it's so crazy, I ran up that\nSack and I swear I don't know how to act\nKeep it goin' in her jaws, her bunny holes so soft with these carats\nMy bitch the baddest but she not your average ho, she so so arrogant\nHer titties calcium, my booty calories\nAnd both of 'em squish me, goddamn we sandwiches\nI do this shit for my mama\nTake off with your pack and keep runnin'\nI'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\nI flip that bitch like a omelet\nI been with you from the start\nI did that shit from my heart\nI'm so so so sorry I hurt you and I\nSee the scar but you know I'm retarded\n\nWe don't boil the jelly, we don't boil the jelly\nWe don't boil the jelly, we don't boil the jelly\nWe don't boil the jelly, no daily\nI got money check the score crazy\nDon't do nothin' unless you know the deal\nSleeping palace, what you havin'?\n\nI'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\nHung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\nBury that cash 'fore the feds\nThat ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\nI don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothing\nAnd I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\nYeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\nOn that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nWe got London on da Track","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Peanut Butter Jelly (Feat. 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and I smoke\n  On that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  Run up that check, give a fuck 'bout that shit\n  I gas up that jet if I want that lil bitch\n  They kept me with my strap, I'ma own that lil bih\n  I don't answer no questions, won't speak with my lawyer\n  Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it\n  A lot of niggas shit talkin', you'll never get paid\n  Remember me, I been ballin', dudin' high tenth grade\n  Ridin' 'round in my homeboy Buick\n  With a tool in the unit\n  We come to school, eat lunch\n  Cut school, get back to it nigga\n  Listen nigga, this the Bankroll mob\n  If you can't go hard then you can't\n  Come here, let me make something clear\n  If you lookin' for a sucker, well it ain't none here\n  Look, we got artillery for days, we could spray from here\n  Hit your ass in the side of the face somewhere\n  On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere\n\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash 'fore the feds\n  That ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\n  I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothing\n  And I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\n  Yeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\n  On that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  Okay, big paper\n  If I was hungry, I'd eat a hundred dollars then shit paper\n  Sick flavor, got the white doublemint\n  Twin with me on Simpson, mint wraither\n  Swag impeccable, pack in the heck of 'em, case it's federal\n  I'm a felon, I'll throw it up, I need medical\n  You regular, terrible, soft, lame, et cetera\n  And I don't want one hoe, nigga I want a plethora\n  Two hundred bricks in the regal\n  Pullin' up at the reg', extended heater\n  Dead friend, man I got this shit on\n  I'ma talk strong, man I got this shit on\n  Nigga you will die soon as I say okay\n  My whip, that strawberry Yoplait\n  I got a chopper on the charger\n  You put a lil gas in that motherfucker, go about four days\n  Nigga Dro\n  And I been leanin' on alcohol, leanin' on alcohol\n  And I been smokin' on gas all in this bitch, all in this bitch\n  Pullin' out a lot, no tag on my shit\n  AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit, backyard, bitch\n\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash 'fore the feds\n  That ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\n  I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothing\n  And I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\n  Yeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\n  On that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  I got the bread, got bitches give me the head\n  Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed\n  Hit that lil bih from the back\n  And I take off with your pack\n  And I'm not givin' it back, I done lost all my respect\n  Don't drink no red, we pour Act\n  Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy, I ran up that\n  Sack and I swear I don't know how to act\n  Keep it goin' in her jaws, her bunny holes so soft with these carats\n  My bitch the baddest but she not your average ho, she so so arrogant\n  Her titties calcium, my booty calories\n  And both of 'em squish me, goddamn we sandwiches\n  I do this shit for my mama\n  Take off with your pack and keep runnin'\n  I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\n  I flip that bitch like a omelet\n  I been with you from the start\n  I did that shit from my heart\n  I'm so so so sorry I hurt you and I\n  See the scar but you know I'm retarded\n\n  We don't boil the jelly, we don't boil the jelly\n  We don't boil the jelly, we don't boil the jelly\n  We don't boil the jelly, no daily\n  I got money check the score crazy\n  Don't do nothin' unless you know the deal\n  Sleeping palace, what you havin'?\n\n  I'm havin' bread, I'm keepin' bread\n  Hung in the fat like a tread, mil' I want dead\n  Bury that cash 'fore the feds\n  That ain't your hoe, don't tell all her secrets\n  I don't give no damn 'bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck 'bout no nigga, I promise I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothing\n  And I look like I came for something and I'm comin', I won it\n  Yeah I drink on that lean and I smoke\n  On that dope 'til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  We got London on da Track\n"},{"id":11705410,"name":"Peanut Butter Jelly (Feat. 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That's strawberry Yoplait\nI got a chopper on the charger\nYou put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\nNiggas broke\nAnd I've been leanin' on Ac' all in this bitch\nAnd I've been smokin' on gas all in this bitch\nPullin' up at the light no tag on my shit\nAK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\nBag all day\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nI got the bread\nYa'll bitch'll give me the head\nFuck her on the sofa, not the bed\nHit that lil bitch from the back\nAnd I take out with your pack\nAnd I'm not givin' it back\nI done lost all my respect\nDon't drink no red, we pour Act\nSippin' on lean, it's so crazy\nI ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\n\nKeep it goin' Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots\nMy bitch the baddest, but she not your average\nShe so, so arrogant, woah\nHer titties calcium, her booty calories\nAnd both of 'em squish me, God damn we sandwiches\nI do this shit for my momma\nTake off with your pack and keep runnin'\nI'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\nI flip that bitch like a omelet\nI've been with ya from the start\nI did that shit from my heart\nI'm so so so sorry I hurt you\nAnd I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\n\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\nPeanut butter jelly, no deli\nI got money, check the store credit\nNo new names unless you know they did it\nSleep in palace, watch it happen\n\nI don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\nI'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\nBaby that cap's for the feds\nThat ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\nI don't give no damn bout no nigga\nI don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\nI throw me some ones on these bitches\nI stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\nI look like I came from nothin'\nAnd I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\nYeah, I drink on that lean\nAnd I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\nWe got London on the track,\non the track, on the track, on the track...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Peanut Butter Jelly (Feat. Young Thug, T.I. & Young Dro) [Prod. By London On The Track]\n  artist: Lil Duke\n  album: Hit Hard, Move Silent\n  duration_ms: 317000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  We got London on the track\n\n  Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n  Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n  Peanut butter jelly, no deli\n  I got money, check the store credit\n  No new names unless you know they did it\n  Sleep in palace, watch it happen\n\n  I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\n  I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\n  Baby that cap's for the feds\n  That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin'\n  And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean\n  And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit\n  I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch\n  They kept me with my strap on my own, that lil bitch\n  I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer\n  Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it\n  A lot of nigga shit, talkin' you don't ever get paid\n  Remember me, I've been bout it, dealin' out the 10th grade\n  Ridin' round in my homeboy Buick\n  With a tool in the unit\n  We'd go to school, eat lunch\n  Cut school, get back to it, nigga\n  Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob\n  If you can't go hard then you can't come here\n  Let me make somethin' clear\n  If you lookin' for a sucker well it ain't none here\n  Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here\n  Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere\n  On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere\n\n  I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\n  I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\n  Baby that cap's for the feds\n  That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin'\n  And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean\n  And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  Okay, big paper\n  If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper\n  Sick flavor\n  Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson\n  Swag impeccable, peckin' a heck of them, cases federal\n  I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical\n  Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera\n  And I don't want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora\n  Twenty bricks in the regal\n  Pullin' up, Ethel Ridge, extended heater\n  Death threat, I got this shit on\n  I'm untouchable man I got this shit on\n  Nigga you die soon as I say okay\n  My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait\n  I got a chopper on the charger\n  You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days\n  Niggas broke\n  And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in this bitch\n  And I've been smokin' on gas all in this bitch\n  Pullin' up at the light no tag on my shit\n  AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit\n  Bag all day\n\n  I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\n  I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\n  Baby that cap's for the feds\n  That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin'\n  And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean\n  And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  I got the bread\n  Ya'll bitch'll give me the head\n  Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed\n  Hit that lil bitch from the back\n  And I take out with your pack\n  And I'm not givin' it back\n  I done lost all my respect\n  Don't drink no red, we pour Act\n  Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy\n  I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no\n\n  Keep it goin' Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots\n  My bitch the baddest, but she not your average\n  She so, so arrogant, woah\n  Her titties calcium, her booty calories\n  And both of 'em squish me, God damn we sandwiches\n  I do this shit for my momma\n  Take off with your pack and keep runnin'\n  I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'\n  I flip that bitch like a omelet\n  I've been with ya from the start\n  I did that shit from my heart\n  I'm so so so sorry I hurt you\n  And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded\n\n  Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n  Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly\n  Peanut butter jelly, no deli\n  I got money, check the store credit\n  No new names unless you know they did it\n  Sleep in palace, watch it happen\n\n  I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread\n  I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that\n  Baby that cap's for the feds\n  That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets\n  I don't give no damn bout no nigga\n  I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise\n  I throw me some ones on these bitches\n  I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'\n  I look like I came from nothin'\n  And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it\n  Yeah, I drink on that lean\n  And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit\n\n  We got London on the track,\n  on the track, on the track, on the track...\n"}]