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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? Is that potato salad?\n[00:10.54] Yo, listen\n[00:11.31] Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n[00:13.97] So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n[00:16.81] And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n[00:19.42] But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n[00:22.44] You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n[00:25.34] Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n[00:28.61] So cut the crap like shit barbers\n[00:30.75] Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n[00:33.48] Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n[00:36.14] Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n[00:38.96] I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n[00:41.85] My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n[00:44.49] And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n[00:48.02] I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n[00:51.26] Explain why they got shit dreams\n[00:53.07] I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n[00:55.75] Married to the money, my bitch green\n[00:57.86] No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n[01:01.30] Y'all niggas weak\n[01:02.67] They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n[01:04.83] Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n[01:07.60] Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n[01:10.37] And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n[01:13.65] Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n[01:16.02] GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n[01:19.00] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:20.95] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:23.61] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:26.47] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:28.21] God in the speakers\n[01:29.36] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:30.88] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:35.29] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:37.77] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:40.10] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:42.43] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:45.61] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:48.01] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:51.18] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:53.80] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:57.15] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[02:00.05] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[02:02.15] All the freshmens in the classes\n[02:03.55] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[02:05.68] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[02:07.72] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:09.92] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:12.13] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:15.18] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:18.73] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:20.50] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:23.02] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:26.23] And based on my neck boy\n[02:28.38] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:31.48] Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n[02:34.25] Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n[02:37.09] And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n[02:39.33] Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n[02:41.97] But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n[02:44.76] I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n[02:48.05] You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n[02:55.33] K shiz, what up nigga!\n[02:56.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: POTATO SALAD\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator\n  album: POTATO SALAD\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\n  language: en\nlines:\n- text: Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? 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Is that potato salad?\n  Yo, listen\n\n  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n  So cut the crap like shit barbers\n  Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\n  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n  And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\n  Explain why they got shit dreams\n  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n  Married to the money, my bitch green\n  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n  Y'all niggas weak\n  They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n  And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n  Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"},{"id":19788752,"name":"Potato Salad","trackName":"Potato Salad","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Potato Salad","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\nShout out Harlem, man\nShout out A$AP Rocky, man\nAWGE in the building, man\nWhat's good? Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"},{"id":16322909,"name":"POTATO SALAD","trackName":"POTATO SALAD","artistName":"Tyler, the Creator","albumName":"POTATO SALAD","duration":176.5639909,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\nShout out Harlem, man\nShout out A$AP Rocky, man\nAWGE in the building, man\nWhat's good? Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.37] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:01.97] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:03.13] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:03.60] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:04.13] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\n[01:06.87] GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n[01:10.13] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:12.08] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:14.71] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:17.64] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:19.12] God in the speakers\n[01:20.81] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:21.96] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:26.16] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:28.75] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:30.81] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:33.07] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:36.42] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:39.19] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:41.93] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:44.62] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:48.17] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[01:50.79] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[01:52.90] All the freshmens in the classes\n[01:54.51] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[01:57.92] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[01:59.62] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:01.00] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:03.09] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:06.06] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:09.36] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:10.84] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:14.01] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:16.87] And based on my neck boy\n[02:19.01] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:22.32] Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? 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Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.50] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:14.42] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:15.93] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:17.04] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:18.14] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\n[01:25.32] GOLF, boy, where we at? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.99] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:06.05] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:07.62] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:09.33] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:10.34] What's good? Is that potato salad?\n[00:11.68] Yo, listen\n[00:12.54] Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n[00:14.88] So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n[00:17.34] And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n[00:20.35] But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n[00:23.59] You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n[00:25.99] Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n[00:29.55] So cut the crap like shit barbers\n[00:31.64] Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n[00:34.11] Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n[00:37.14] Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n[00:39.76] I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n[00:42.55] My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n[00:45.15] And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n[00:48.70] I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n[00:52.06] Explain why they got shit dreams\n[00:53.90] I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n[00:56.59] Married to the money, my bitch green\n[00:58.76] No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n[01:02.38] Y'all niggas weak\n[01:03.77] They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n[01:05.72] Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n[01:08.42] Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n[01:11.47] And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n[01:14.57] Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n[01:17.34] GOLF, boy, where we at? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? 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Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.54] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.68] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.17] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.22] What's good? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"},{"id":36749457,"name":"Potato Salad","trackName":"Potato Salad","artistName":"Tyler The Creator AAP Rocky","albumName":"Potato Salad","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\nShout out Harlem, man\nShout out A$AP Rocky, man\nAWGE in the building, man\nWhat's good? Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.16] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.22] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.62] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.13] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.02] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\n[01:16.19] GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n[01:19.55] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:21.06] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:23.81] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:26.68] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:28.07] God in the speakers\n[01:29.19] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:30.81] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:35.70] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:37.62] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:39.99] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:42.46] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:45.82] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:48.23] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:51.25] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:53.90] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:57.51] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[02:00.24] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[02:02.00] All the freshmens in the classes\n[02:03.54] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[02:05.92] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[02:07.97] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:10.12] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:12.03] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:15.32] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:19.53] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:20.41] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:23.14] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:26.78] And based on my neck boy\n[02:28.30] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:31.58] Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? 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Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.16] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.22] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.62] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.13] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.02] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.22] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.65] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.12] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? Is that potato salad?\n[00:10.50] Yo, listen\n[00:11.39] Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n[00:13.95] So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n[00:16.88] And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n[00:19.49] But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n[00:22.45] You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n[00:25.34] Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n[00:28.64] So cut the crap like shit barbers\n[00:30.74] Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n[00:33.44] Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n[00:36.18] Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n[00:38.94] I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n[00:41.81] My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n[00:44.47] And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n[00:48.02] I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n[00:51.22] Explain why they got shit dreams\n[00:53.04] I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n[00:55.76] Married to the money, my bitch green\n[00:57.87] No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n[01:01.39] Y'all niggas weak\n[01:02.68] They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n[01:04.82] Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n[01:07.62] Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n[01:10.38] And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n[01:13.68] Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n[01:16.00] GOLF, boy, where we at? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.55] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:14.49] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:15.92] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:17.08] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:18.13] What's good? 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Is that potato salad?\n  Yo, listen\n\n  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n  So cut the crap like shit barbers\n  Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\n  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n  And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\n  Explain why they got shit dreams\n  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n  Married to the money, my bitch green\n  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n  Y'all niggas weak\n  They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n  And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n  Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"},{"id":33020899,"name":"Potato Salad","trackName":"Potato Salad","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky","albumName":"Potato Salad","duration":177.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\nShout out Harlem, man\nShout out A$AP Rocky, man\nAWGE in the building, man\nWhat's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? 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Nigga in Pari'\n[01:19.00] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:20.95] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:23.61] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:26.47] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:28.21] God in the speakers\n[01:29.36] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:30.88] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:35.29] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:37.77] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:40.10] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:42.43] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:45.61] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:48.01] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:51.18] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:53.80] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:57.15] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[02:00.05] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[02:02.15] All the freshmens in the classes\n[02:03.55] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[02:05.68] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[02:07.72] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:09.92] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:12.13] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:15.18] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:18.73] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:20.50] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:23.02] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:26.23] And based on my neck boy\n[02:28.38] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:31.48] Who cast the first stone? 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Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.13] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.28] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.65] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.13] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.08] What's good? 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Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.12] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.23] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.65] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.10] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.02] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? 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Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.54] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:14.44] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:15.92] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:17.07] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:18.18] What's good? 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Is that potato salad?\n  Yo, listen\n\n  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n  So cut the crap like shit barbers\n  Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\n  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n  And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\n  Explain why they got shit dreams\n  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n  Married to the money, my bitch green\n  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n  Y'all niggas weak\n  They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n  And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n  Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"},{"id":35749669,"name":"Potato Salad","trackName":"Potato Salad","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky","albumName":"Potato Salad","duration":32.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\nShout out Harlem, man\nShout out A$AP Rocky, man\nAWGE in the building, man\nWhat's good? Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? Is that potato salad?\n[00:10.54] Yo, listen\n[00:11.31] Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n[00:13.97] So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n[00:16.81] And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n[00:19.42] But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n[00:22.44] You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n[00:25.34] Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n[00:28.61] So cut the crap like shit barbers\n[00:30.75] Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n[00:33.48] Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n[00:36.14] Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n[00:38.96] I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n[00:41.85] My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n[00:44.49] And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n[00:48.02] I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n[00:51.26] Explain why they got shit dreams\n[00:53.07] I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n[00:55.75] Married to the money, my bitch green\n[00:57.86] No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n[01:01.30] Y'all niggas weak\n[01:02.67] They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n[01:04.83] Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n[01:07.60] Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n[01:10.37] And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n[01:13.65] Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n[01:16.02] GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n[01:19.00] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:20.95] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:23.61] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:26.47] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:28.21] God in the speakers\n[01:29.36] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:30.88] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:35.29] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:37.77] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:40.10] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:42.43] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:45.61] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:48.01] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:51.18] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:53.80] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:57.15] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[02:00.05] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[02:02.15] All the freshmens in the classes\n[02:03.55] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[02:05.68] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[02:07.72] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:09.92] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:12.13] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:15.18] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:18.73] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:20.50] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:23.02] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:26.23] And based on my neck boy\n[02:28.38] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:31.48] Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\n  Yo, listen\n\n  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n  So cut the crap like shit barbers\n  Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\n  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n  And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\n  Explain why they got shit dreams\n  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n  Married to the money, my bitch green\n  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n  Y'all niggas weak\n  They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n  And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n  Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? 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Is that potato salad?\nYo, listen\n\nNiggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\nSo I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\nAnd got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\nBut got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\nYou get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\nPause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\nSo cut the crap like shit barbers\nCause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\nNigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\nExchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\nI got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\nMy whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\nAnd cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\nI got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\nExplain why they got shit dreams\nI'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\nMarried to the money, my bitch green\nNo I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\nY'all niggas weak\nThey thought I was goofy and all mouses\nDouble C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\nY'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\nAnd fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\nWhere we? Rocky, A$AP\nGOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\nFuck clothes, I cop pieces\nCouple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\nGot my Vans on but they look like sneakers\nFlipped a couple packs, Based\nGod in the speakers\nBass all in the speakers\nIn the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\nI don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\nAnd no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\nBless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\nBut if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\nGot a bullet with your name on the barrel\nIf hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\nThat dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\nBad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\nGo to any nigga with money up in my bracket\nThen I think about the state of rapping\nAll the freshmens in the classes\nAll the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\nMumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\nI find it hard to find actual talent\nI find it hard to find an actual challenge\nI'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\nRap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n\"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\nAyo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\nWeird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\nAnd based on my neck boy\nYou would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\nWho cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\nReal grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\nAnd I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\nBum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\nBut they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\nI'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\nYou ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\nK shiz, what up nigga!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.52] Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n[00:05.20] Shout out Harlem, man\n[00:06.69] Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n[00:08.16] AWGE in the building, man\n[00:09.26] What's good? Is that potato salad?\n[00:10.54] Yo, listen\n[00:11.31] Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n[00:13.97] So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n[00:16.81] And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n[00:19.42] But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n[00:22.44] You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n[00:25.34] Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n[00:28.61] So cut the crap like shit barbers\n[00:30.75] Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n[00:33.48] Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n[00:36.14] Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n[00:38.96] I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n[00:41.85] My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n[00:44.49] And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n[00:48.02] I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n[00:51.26] Explain why they got shit dreams\n[00:53.07] I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n[00:55.75] Married to the money, my bitch green\n[00:57.86] No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n[01:01.30] Y'all niggas weak\n[01:02.67] They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n[01:04.83] Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n[01:07.60] Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n[01:10.37] And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n[01:13.65] Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n[01:16.02] GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n[01:19.00] Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n[01:20.95] Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n[01:23.61] Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n[01:26.47] Flipped a couple packs, Based\n[01:28.21] God in the speakers\n[01:29.36] Bass all in the speakers\n[01:30.88] In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n[01:35.29] I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n[01:37.77] And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n[01:40.10] Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n[01:42.43] But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n[01:45.61] Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n[01:48.01] If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n[01:51.18] That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n[01:53.80] Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n[01:57.15] Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n[02:00.05] Then I think about the state of rapping\n[02:02.15] All the freshmens in the classes\n[02:03.55] All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n[02:05.68] Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n[02:07.72] I find it hard to find actual talent\n[02:09.92] I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n[02:12.13] I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n[02:15.18] Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n[02:18.73] \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n[02:20.50] Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n[02:23.02] Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n[02:26.23] And based on my neck boy\n[02:28.38] You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n[02:31.48] Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n[02:34.25] Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n[02:37.09] And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n[02:39.33] Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n[02:41.97] But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n[02:44.76] I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n[02:48.05] You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n[02:55.33] K shiz, what up nigga!\n[02:56.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Potato Salad\n  artist: Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky\n  album: Potato Salad\n  duration_ms: 26000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ayy, you gon' start me from the top? Listen\n  start_ms: 2520\n  end_ms: 5200\n- text: Shout out Harlem, man\n  start_ms: 5200\n  end_ms: 6690\n- text: Shout out A$AP Rocky, man\n  start_ms: 6690\n  end_ms: 8160\n- text: AWGE in the building, man\n  start_ms: 8160\n  end_ms: 9260\n- text: What's good? 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Is that potato salad?\n  Yo, listen\n\n  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself\n  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt\n  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games\n  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller\n  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose\n  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa\n  So cut the crap like shit barbers\n  Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers\n\n  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller\n  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water\n  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream\n  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream\n  And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs\n  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me\n\n  Explain why they got shit dreams\n  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam\n  Married to the money, my bitch green\n  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming\n  Y'all niggas weak\n  They thought I was goofy and all mouses\n  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses\n  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses\n  And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga\n  Where we? Rocky, A$AP\n  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Pari'\n\n  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces\n  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas\n  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers\n  Flipped a couple packs, Based\n  God in the speakers\n  Bass all in the speakers\n  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come\n  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel\n  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)\n  Bless, at you, nah I ain't sneeze\n  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you\n  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel\n  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food\n\n  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue\n  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel\n  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket\n  Then I think about the state of rapping\n  All the freshmens in the classes\n  All the super seniors mumblin' and ramblin'\n  Mumblin and rappin', mumble rapping?\n  I find it hard to find actual talent\n  I find it hard to find an actual challenge\n  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate\n  Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus\n  \"Calldrops\" on the album skits\n\n  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock\n  Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop\n  And based on my neck boy\n  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks\n  Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?\n  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top\n  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga\n  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed\n  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead\n  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born\n  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!\n\n  K shiz, what up nigga!\n"}]