[{"id":20492004,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"House Arrest Tingz","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: House Arrest Tingz\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":25854251,"name":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - House Arrest Tingz [Official Music Video]","trackName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again - House Arrest Tingz [Official Music Video]","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga\nI ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach\nLike a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once\nCan't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know\nIt helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like\n\"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life\nLike a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side\nBut that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now\nJust check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out\nAnd tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house\nAnd almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex\nI hope my next can probably top her, nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck\nI shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.15] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.94] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.78] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:09.63] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.52] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:17.04] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:18.80] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.29] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.67] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.22] Real street nigga\n[00:26.43] I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:28.12] Drive that Maybach\n[00:29.11] Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.19] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.91] Cross me once\n[00:34.83] Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:37.27] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:40.05] Not many 'round, if you don't know\n[00:41.72] It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:43.32] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.98] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.09] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.90] Comment well, she like\n[00:53.53] \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:55.16] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.86] And live a high life\n[00:59.29] Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:01.02] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.88] I never once showed you that side\n[01:05.78] But that's who I'm is\n[01:07.16] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.93] If I die right now\n[01:11.13] Just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:13.34] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.58] I just pulled my 'Retta out\n[01:17.05] And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.89] I just walked outside my house\n[01:20.18] And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.73] Fuck my ex\n[01:22.56] I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:24.20] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:27.07] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.98] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:33.01] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:34.57] Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck\n  I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":32018650,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":17996912,"name":"NBA YoungBoy - House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"NBA YoungBoy - House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga\nI ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach\nLike a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once\nCan't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know\nIt helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like\n\"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life\nLike a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side\nBut that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now\nJust check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out\nAnd tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house\nAnd almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex\nI hope my next can probably top her, nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck\nI shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.15] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.93] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.78] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:09.64] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.59] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:17.02] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:18.84] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.29] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.65] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.23] Real street nigga\n[00:26.43] I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:28.18] Drive that Maybach\n[00:29.15] Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.15] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.97] Cross me once\n[00:34.82] Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:37.21] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:40.01] Not many 'round, if you don't know\n[00:41.74] It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:43.36] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.92] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.02] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.93] Comment well, she like\n[00:53.51] \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:55.17] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.82] And live a high life\n[00:59.23] Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:01.03] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.88] I never once showed you that side\n[01:05.75] But that's who I'm is\n[01:07.19] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.94] If I die right now\n[01:11.19] Just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:13.37] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.59] I just pulled my 'Retta out\n[01:17.08] And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.80] I just walked outside my house\n[01:20.13] And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.77] Fuck my ex\n[01:22.56] I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:24.26] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:27.01] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.94] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:33.02] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:34.57] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:36.31] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:39.25] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:42.18] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:45.03] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:48.29] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:51.25] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.96] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:57.21] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.68] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:03.47] I go nuts, soon as you buck\n[02:05.19] I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.81] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.30] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:11.42] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.39] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.16] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:20.93] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:24.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: NBA YoungBoy - House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 1150\n  end_ms: 3930\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6780\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6780\n  end_ms: 9640\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 9640\n  end_ms: 15590\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15590\n  end_ms: 17020\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 17020\n  end_ms: 18840\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 18840\n  end_ms: 20290\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20290\n  end_ms: 22650\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22650\n  end_ms: 25230\n- text: Real street nigga\n  start_ms: 25230\n  end_ms: 26430\n- text: I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 26430\n  end_ms: 28180\n- text: Drive that Maybach\n  start_ms: 28180\n  end_ms: 29150\n- text: Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 29150\n  end_ms: 30150\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30150\n  end_ms: 33970\n- text: Cross me once\n  start_ms: 33970\n  end_ms: 34820\n- text: Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 34820\n  end_ms: 37210\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 37210\n  end_ms: 40010\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know\n  start_ms: 40010\n  end_ms: 41740\n- text: It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 41740\n  end_ms: 43360\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 43360\n  end_ms: 45920\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45920\n  end_ms: 49020\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49020\n  end_ms: 51930\n- text: Comment well, she like\n  start_ms: 51930\n  end_ms: 53510\n- text: '\"What picture?\" That ain''t my bitch'\n  start_ms: 53510\n  end_ms: 55170\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 55170\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: And live a high life\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 59230\n- text: Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 59230\n  end_ms: 61030\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 61030\n  end_ms: 63880\n- text: I never once showed you that side\n  start_ms: 63880\n  end_ms: 65750\n- text: But that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 65750\n  end_ms: 67190\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 67190\n  end_ms: 69940\n- text: If I die right now\n  start_ms: 69940\n  end_ms: 71190\n- text: Just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 71190\n  end_ms: 73370\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 73370\n  end_ms: 75590\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out\n  start_ms: 75590\n  end_ms: 77080\n- text: And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 77080\n  end_ms: 78800\n- text: I just walked outside my house\n  start_ms: 78800\n  end_ms: 80130\n- text: And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 80130\n  end_ms: 81770\n- text: Fuck my ex\n  start_ms: 81770\n  end_ms: 82560\n- text: I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 82560\n  end_ms: 84260\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 84260\n  end_ms: 87010\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 87010\n  end_ms: 89940\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89940\n  end_ms: 93020\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 93020\n  end_ms: 94570\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck\n  I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":15997077,"name":"NBA YoungBoy - House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"NBA YoungBoy - House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga\nI ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach\nLike a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once\nCan't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know\nIt helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like\n\"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life\nLike a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side\nBut that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now\nJust check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out\nAnd tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house\nAnd almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex\nI hope my next can probably top her, nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck\nI shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Songs\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drum Dummie\n  Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  I ain't flashin', though\n  I'm just coolin' right now\n  It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  And I'm just bored\n  I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  So, I just recorded\n  Real street nigga\n  I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  Drive that Maybach\n  Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  Cross me once\n  Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  Not many 'round, if you don't know\n  It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  Comment well, she like\n  \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  And live a high life\n  Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  I never once showed you that side\n  But that's who I'm is\n  Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  If I die right now\n  Just check the stats and see how I did\n  I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  I just pulled my 'Retta out\n  And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  I just walked outside my house\n  And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  Fuck my ex\n  I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  Yeah, we knocked him off\n  Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck\n  I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":3606061,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Top","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Top\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":2588256,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Top","duration":180.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"(Drum Dummie)\n(Drum Dummie made the beat and you know they killin' it)\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh?\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Hemp in the studio\nAnd I'm just boolin'\nAnd, I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro, take that Draco and go wildin' (blaow, blaow)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment \"Where\", she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I want take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can prolly top a nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? They gotta hand it\nI just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a pour pour\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (blaow, blaow)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all (at all)\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone (gone)\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? 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They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Top\n  duration_ms: 135000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":20811335,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Top","duration":186.253061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Top\n  duration_ms: 186253\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":16009478,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YB Vault","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga\nI ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach\nLike a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once\nCan't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know\nIt helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like\n\"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life\nLike a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side\nBut that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now\nJust check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out\nAnd tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house\nAnd almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex\nI hope my next can probably top her, nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck\nI shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.15] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.94] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.78] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:09.63] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.52] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:17.04] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:18.80] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.29] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.67] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.22] Real street nigga\n[00:26.43] I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:28.12] Drive that Maybach\n[00:29.11] Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.19] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.91] Cross me once\n[00:34.83] Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:37.27] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:40.05] Not many 'round, if you don't know\n[00:41.72] It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:43.32] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.98] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.09] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.90] Comment well, she like\n[00:53.53] \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:55.16] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.86] And live a high life\n[00:59.29] Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:01.02] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.88] I never once showed you that side\n[01:05.78] But that's who I'm is\n[01:07.16] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.93] If I die right now\n[01:11.13] Just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:13.34] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.58] I just pulled my 'Retta out\n[01:17.05] And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.89] I just walked outside my house\n[01:20.18] And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.73] Fuck my ex\n[01:22.56] I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:24.20] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:27.07] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.98] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:33.01] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:34.57] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:36.30] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:39.25] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:42.14] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:45.05] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:48.27] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:51.27] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.94] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:57.27] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.67] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:03.48] I go nuts, soon as you buck\n[02:05.13] I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.83] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.38] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:11.46] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.32] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.17] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:20.93] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:24.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: YB Vault\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 1150\n  end_ms: 3940\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3940\n  end_ms: 6780\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6780\n  end_ms: 9630\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 9630\n  end_ms: 15520\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15520\n  end_ms: 17040\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 17040\n  end_ms: 18800\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 18800\n  end_ms: 20290\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20290\n  end_ms: 22670\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22670\n  end_ms: 25220\n- text: Real street nigga\n  start_ms: 25220\n  end_ms: 26430\n- text: I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 26430\n  end_ms: 28120\n- text: Drive that Maybach\n  start_ms: 28120\n  end_ms: 29110\n- text: Like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 29110\n  end_ms: 30190\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30190\n  end_ms: 33910\n- text: Cross me once\n  start_ms: 33910\n  end_ms: 34830\n- text: Can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 34830\n  end_ms: 37270\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 37270\n  end_ms: 40050\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know\n  start_ms: 40050\n  end_ms: 41720\n- text: It helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 41720\n  end_ms: 43320\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 43320\n  end_ms: 45980\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45980\n  end_ms: 49090\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49090\n  end_ms: 51900\n- text: Comment well, she like\n  start_ms: 51900\n  end_ms: 53530\n- text: '\"What picture?\" That ain''t my bitch'\n  start_ms: 53530\n  end_ms: 55160\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 55160\n  end_ms: 57860\n- text: And live a high life\n  start_ms: 57860\n  end_ms: 59290\n- text: Like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 59290\n  end_ms: 61020\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 61020\n  end_ms: 63880\n- text: I never once showed you that side\n  start_ms: 63880\n  end_ms: 65780\n- text: But that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 65780\n  end_ms: 67160\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 67160\n  end_ms: 69930\n- text: If I die right now\n  start_ms: 69930\n  end_ms: 71130\n- text: Just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 71130\n  end_ms: 73340\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 73340\n  end_ms: 75580\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out\n  start_ms: 75580\n  end_ms: 77050\n- text: And tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 77050\n  end_ms: 78890\n- text: I just walked outside my house\n  start_ms: 78890\n  end_ms: 80180\n- text: And almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 80180\n  end_ms: 81730\n- text: Fuck my ex\n  start_ms: 81730\n  end_ms: 82560\n- text: I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 82560\n  end_ms: 84200\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 84200\n  end_ms: 87070\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 87070\n  end_ms: 89980\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89980\n  end_ms: 93010\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 93010\n  end_ms: 94570\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck\n  I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":22184939,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Tracks from Top","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Tracks from Top\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":35960417,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Untouchable","duration":169.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Untouchable\n  duration_ms: 169000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":36607226,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"unnamed","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? They gotta hand it\n\nI just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\nI'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] Drum Dummie\n[00:03.13] Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n[00:06.27] Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n[00:12.76] I ain't flashin', though\n[00:15.35] I'm just coolin' right now\n[00:16.53] It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n[00:19.15] And I'm just bored\n[00:20.74] I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n[00:22.40] So, I just recorded\n[00:25.06] Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n[00:27.97] Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n[00:30.91] I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n[00:33.88] Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n[00:36.85] I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n[00:39.91] Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n[00:42.83] And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n[00:45.81] Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n[00:49.07] Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n[00:51.99] Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n[00:54.89] Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n[00:57.79] And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n[01:00.62] I flash out and take his head from off his body\n[01:03.63] I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n[01:06.78] Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n[01:09.55] If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n[01:12.84] I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n[01:15.20] I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n[01:18.29] I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n[01:21.22] Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n[01:23.88] Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n[01:26.85] Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n[01:29.72] Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n[01:32.71] Yeah, we knocked him off\n[01:33.82] Nigga, what? They gotta hand it\n[01:35.89] I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n[01:38.87] Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n[01:41.75] See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n[01:44.84] They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n[01:47.71] I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n[01:50.75] Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n[01:53.80] Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n[01:56.78] I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n[02:00.46] Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n[02:02.98] I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n[02:06.34] I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n[02:09.18] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:12.12] Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n[02:15.15] Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n[02:18.26] All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n[02:21.01] If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n[02:23.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: unnamed\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Drum Dummie\n  start_ms: 90\n  end_ms: 3130\n- text: Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\n  start_ms: 6270\n  end_ms: 12760\n- text: I ain't flashin', though\n  start_ms: 12760\n  end_ms: 15350\n- text: I'm just coolin' right now\n  start_ms: 15350\n  end_ms: 16530\n- text: It ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\n  start_ms: 16530\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'm just bored\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 20740\n- text: I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  start_ms: 20740\n  end_ms: 22400\n- text: So, I just recorded\n  start_ms: 22400\n  end_ms: 25060\n- text: Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  start_ms: 25060\n  end_ms: 27970\n- text: Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  start_ms: 27970\n  end_ms: 30910\n- text: I been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\n  start_ms: 30910\n  end_ms: 33880\n- text: Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  start_ms: 33880\n  end_ms: 36850\n- text: I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  start_ms: 36850\n  end_ms: 39910\n- text: Not many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  start_ms: 39910\n  end_ms: 42830\n- text: And my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\n  start_ms: 42830\n  end_ms: 45810\n- text: Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  start_ms: 45810\n  end_ms: 49070\n- text: Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 51990\n- text: Comment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  start_ms: 51990\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: Tired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57790\n- text: And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  start_ms: 57790\n  end_ms: 60620\n- text: I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  start_ms: 60620\n  end_ms: 63630\n- text: I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  start_ms: 63630\n  end_ms: 66780\n- text: Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  start_ms: 66780\n  end_ms: 69550\n- text: If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  start_ms: 69550\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75200\n- text: I just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  start_ms: 75200\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 81220\n- text: Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n  start_ms: 81220\n  end_ms: 83880\n- text: Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  start_ms: 83880\n  end_ms: 86850\n- text: Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  start_ms: 86850\n  end_ms: 89720\n- text: Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  start_ms: 89720\n  end_ms: 92710\n- text: Yeah, we knocked him off\n  start_ms: 92710\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Nigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":35301229,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Top","duration":null,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drum Dummie\nDrum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Herm in the studio\nAnd I'm just bored\nI hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\n\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know (yeah)\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round, if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro take that Draco and go wildin' (bah, bah)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment well, she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I wan' take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my 'Retta out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga\n\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga, what? 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They gotta hand it\n\n  I just took the foreign on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n\n  I'm with Herm, I'm drinkin' on that Henn' like a pawpaw\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my draws (woo)\n\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (bah, bah)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n"},{"id":27538686,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Unknown","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Drum Dummie)\n(Drum Dummie made the beat and you know they killin' it)\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh?\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Hemp in the studio\nAnd I'm just boolin'\nAnd, I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro, take that Draco and go wildin' (blaow, blaow)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment \"Where\", she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I want take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can prolly top a nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? They gotta hand it\nI just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a pour pour\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (blaow, blaow)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all (at all)\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone (gone)\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? 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They gotta hand it\n  I just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a pour pour\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (blaow, blaow)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all (at all)\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone (gone)\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n  Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  Yeah, we knocked him off\n  Nigga what? They gotta hand it\n"},{"id":38993755,"name":"House Arrest Tingz","trackName":"House Arrest Tingz","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"Top","duration":140.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Drum Dummie)\n(Drum Dummie made the beat and you know they killin' it)\nOh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh?\nI ain't flashin', though\nI'm just coolin' right now\nIt ain't nobody but me and Hemp in the studio\nAnd I'm just boolin'\nAnd, I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\nSo, I just recorded\nReal street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\nDrive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\nI been tryna find some peace and only God know\nCross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\nI been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\nNot many 'round if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\nAnd my bro, take that Draco and go wildin' (blaow, blaow)\nTryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\nViolins should be played, how I'm stylin'\nComment \"Where\", she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\nTired of the Bayou, I want take it out to New York\nAnd live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\nI flash out and take his head from off his body\nI never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\nHidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\nIf I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\nI'm a real street nigga, yeah\nI just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\nI just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\nFuck my ex, I hope my next can prolly top a nigga\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? They gotta hand it\nI just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off\nTalkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\nSee them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\nThey was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\nI'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a pour pour\nPure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\nGoin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\nI walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers (woo)\nBitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\nI go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (blaow, blaow)\nI left therapy with K3 and I sped off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nTalkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\nBeen goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all (at all)\nAll this love got me damaged, I just want it gone (gone)\nIf you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\nTake me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\nVictim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\nSteppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\nYeah, we knocked him off\nNigga what? They gotta hand it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: House Arrest Tingz\n  artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n  album: Top\n  duration_ms: 140000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Drum Dummie)\n  (Drum Dummie made the beat and you know they killin' it)\n  Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh?\n  I ain't flashin', though\n  I'm just coolin' right now\n  It ain't nobody but me and Hemp in the studio\n  And I'm just boolin'\n  And, I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me\n  So, I just recorded\n  Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow (no)\n  Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo\n  I been tryna find some peace and only God know\n  Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone\n  I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin')\n  Not many 'round if you don't know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)\n  And my bro, take that Draco and go wildin' (blaow, blaow)\n  Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence\n  Violins should be played, how I'm stylin'\n  Comment \"Where\", she like, \"What picture?\" That ain't my bitch\n  Tired of the Bayou, I want take it out to New York\n  And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge\n  I flash out and take his head from off his body\n  I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is\n  Hidin' out, I let that .30 spit on College\n  If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did\n  I'm a real street nigga, yeah\n  I just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (where you goin'?)\n  I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)\n  Fuck my ex, I hope my next can prolly top a nigga\n  Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  Yeah, we knocked him off\n  Nigga what? They gotta hand it\n  I just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off\n  Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off\n  See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts\n  They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault\n  I'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a pour pour\n  Pure codeine, they drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off\n  Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall\n  I walked in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers (woo)\n  Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol\n  I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (blaow, blaow)\n  I left therapy with K3 and I sped off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off\n  Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all (at all)\n  All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone (gone)\n  If you my friend, let's get it in, bitch, take yo' panties off\n  Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)\n  Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)\n  Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic\n  Yeah, we knocked him off\n  Nigga what? They gotta hand it\n"}]