[{"id":6047292,"name":"Back Again","trackName":"Back Again","artistName":"Vado","albumName":"Slime Flu 3","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Went from more marsh clears than mackage\nHer man start M series the package\nA good dude need a bad bitch\nIt's no reekin when the max lit\nStill creepin with my last chick\nWas pamperin niggas, trainin em how to have shit\nDid a whole, fuck all I have shit\nThe winter too long to act like I never had shit\nPimp still on, winnin feel some\nSaid the young talent was swag like Ben Grill's son\nShots hittin the center, they tryina kill some\nQuarter mill done, niggas slit like when the bill come\nBut thank God I know how to make shit\nIn ghetto gutter go in to take shit\nNiggas we bank after bank, we try to rape shit\nThen go drink after drink, and celebrate shit\nSame class with street legends\nDeep measures with niggas that blast the heat better\nFunny style, don't laugh but speak clever\nDark knights, get you killed faster than Heath Ledger\nRap bane, 2 guns Max Payne\nPac came for the worst shower, Jack Chain\nYou catch change when getting some trap change\nArrogant, act strange, I'm cocky I act damed\nDash at me, you give me the ass pass you\n65 clash you I be the swag master\nSensei Bentley washed in wax after\nHit all stars in the morn then sax after\nIf you ask for it, the arm lift\nRose is on the dashboard like one zip\nBlack everything, chrome rims, my arm sick\nKnockin every track out without a bomb fist\n\nThe game whack so I'm bout to get\nNiggas in the trap like what's happennin\nThey wanna see a nigga rap again\nI ain't on it but the homies not havin it\nNiggas talk that fly shit,\nI does that, that's my shit\nThey like V you ain't comfortable\nYou don't come from money, you ain't a Huxtable\n\nI feel like a when he put out the Vanquish\nOr like Ec when that SL was dangerous\nIt's too hot for these fake shits\nI done got too hot was on my main shit\nI played the block where ox rot and jay sit\nPut my money on poo, G spot, he acin\nI got 3 spots I'm chasin,\nDolla for dolla, servin out of my basement\nI see a lot of replacements, we lean on you like we gotta be wasted\nJust take what's out of the safe then\nToo many keys, said he gotta be maintenance\nI'm in the T top slot, it's been a month you niggas only rewind once,\nSellin d brown while d block buck,\nIn the town I put 8 balls like a Reebok tuck\nAh, you can smell the piff,\nAin't gotta open the bag you could tell it's it,\nYeah import her a bag it's what you tell this bitch\nThat's all corny and sad, I can tell you bitch\n\nThe game whack so I'm bout to get\nNiggas in the trap like what's happennin\nThey wanna see a nigga rap again\nI ain't on it but the homies not havin it\nNiggas talk that fly shit,\nI does that, that's my shit\nThey like V you ain't comfortable\nYou don't come from money, you ain't a Huxtable","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Back Again\n  artist: Vado\n  album: Slime Flu 3\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Went from more marsh clears than mackage\n  Her man start M series the package\n  A good dude need a bad bitch\n  It's no reekin when the max lit\n  Still creepin with my last chick\n  Was pamperin niggas, trainin em how to have shit\n  Did a whole, fuck all I have shit\n  The winter too long to act like I never had shit\n  Pimp still on, winnin feel some\n  Said the young talent was swag like Ben Grill's son\n  Shots hittin the center, they tryina kill some\n  Quarter mill done, niggas slit like when the bill come\n  But thank God I know how to make shit\n  In ghetto gutter go in to take shit\n  Niggas we bank after bank, we try to rape shit\n  Then go drink after drink, and celebrate shit\n  Same class with street legends\n  Deep measures with niggas that blast the heat better\n  Funny style, don't laugh but speak clever\n  Dark knights, get you killed faster than Heath Ledger\n  Rap bane, 2 guns Max Payne\n  Pac came for the worst shower, Jack Chain\n  You catch change when getting some trap change\n  Arrogant, act strange, I'm cocky I act damed\n  Dash at me, you give me the ass pass you\n  65 clash you I be the swag master\n  Sensei Bentley washed in wax after\n  Hit all stars in the morn then sax after\n  If you ask for it, the arm lift\n  Rose is on the dashboard like one zip\n  Black everything, chrome rims, my arm sick\n  Knockin every track out without a bomb fist\n\n  The game whack so I'm bout to get\n  Niggas in the trap like what's happennin\n  They wanna see a nigga rap again\n  I ain't on it but the homies not havin it\n  Niggas talk that fly shit,\n  I does that, that's my shit\n  They like V you ain't comfortable\n  You don't come from money, you ain't a Huxtable\n\n  I feel like a when he put out the Vanquish\n  Or like Ec when that SL was dangerous\n  It's too hot for these fake shits\n  I done got too hot was on my main shit\n  I played the block where ox rot and jay sit\n  Put my money on poo, G spot, he acin\n  I got 3 spots I'm chasin,\n  Dolla for dolla, servin out of my basement\n  I see a lot of replacements, we lean on you like we gotta be wasted\n  Just take what's out of the safe then\n  Too many keys, said he gotta be maintenance\n  I'm in the T top slot, it's been a month you niggas only rewind once,\n  Sellin d brown while d block buck,\n  In the town I put 8 balls like a Reebok tuck\n  Ah, you can smell the piff,\n  Ain't gotta open the bag you could tell it's it,\n  Yeah import her a bag it's what you tell this bitch\n  That's all corny and sad, I can tell you bitch\n\n  The game whack so I'm bout to get\n  Niggas in the trap like what's happennin\n  They wanna see a nigga rap again\n  I ain't on it but the homies not havin it\n  Niggas talk that fly shit,\n  I does that, that's my shit\n  They like V you ain't comfortable\n  You don't come from money, you ain't a Huxtable\n"}]