[{"id":27469049,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","duration":226.08,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n duration_ms: 226080\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":36768160,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos","duration":227.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n duration_ms: 227000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":25982289,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: YoungBoy Never Broke Again Videos\n duration_ms: 235000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":24650143,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"What You Is","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: What You Is\n duration_ms: 226000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":34378838,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"What You Is","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: What You Is\n duration_ms: 234000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":27579307,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"What You Is","duration":227.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: What You Is\n duration_ms: 227000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":27901887,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"What You Is","duration":213.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: What You Is\n duration_ms: 213000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":37051096,"name":"What You Is (Paused)","trackName":"What You Is (Paused)","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"What You Is","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ay, Blokk, crank it up)\nAy, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh (huh)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh, yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (yeah)\nUh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight, I done - up\nBrothers got me - up (wow), baby, you done lucked up (yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa), baby girl, it's - them (whoa, whoa)\nBaby girl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy pourin' lean sipper (pourin' lean sipper)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my -\nI'm a - baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender (my fender)\n\nAnd she gon' work with that - (that -), I want her stamped, the - bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top, if you can, I don't give no -, I'm gon' flash\n- with somethin', -, I'm-, yeah, now, cut up bad, -, oh, yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the -, -, what the - you just said? 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(Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":25332045,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Mellow Rackz","albumName":"What You Is","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\nAy, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh (huh)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (yeah)\nUh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa)\nBabygirl, it's fuck them (whoa, whoa)\nBabygirl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender (my fender)\n\nAnd she gon' work with that ass (that ass)\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\nSend 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too, bitch want Bape shoes\nShe wanna stay the night, bitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice, she gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nHuh, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFiner than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch (huh)\nI've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\nSaw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n\nNo hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)\nI only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\nFiner than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] (Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\n[00:02.89] Ay, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\n[00:07.51] Wow\n[00:09.02] Wow, wow, huh (huh)\n[00:12.40] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n[00:15.13] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n[00:17.05] Uh, uh\n[00:17.81] Say but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n[00:20.82] Blow it up, up, up (yeah)\n[00:21.52] Uh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n[00:22.25] Look baby, let me see it tonight\n[00:25.42] I done fucked up\n[00:26.46] Brothers got me fucked up (wow)\n[00:27.90] Baby, you done lucked up (yeah)\n[00:29.29] Big guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa)\n[00:30.95] Babygirl, it's fuck them (whoa, whoa)\n[00:32.39] Babygirl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n[00:35.19] I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n[00:38.25] Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n[00:40.94] I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n[00:44.04] I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender (my fender)\n[00:46.94] And she gon' work with that ass (that ass)\n[00:48.24] I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n[00:49.78] Still don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n[00:52.54] Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n[00:54.11] Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n[00:55.67] And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n[00:57.02] Nigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n[00:58.52] Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n[01:00.04] I plan to whoop the bitch head\n[01:01.56] Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\n[01:04.77] Send 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\n[01:07.79] Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n[01:10.48] I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n[01:13.92] Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n[01:16.52] I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n[01:19.78] I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n[01:22.58] I'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\n[01:25.40] Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n[01:27.10] I'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\n[01:28.36] Mr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\n[01:29.83] Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\n[01:31.46] Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n[01:32.72] Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n[01:34.45] I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n[01:37.35] Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n[01:40.38] I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n[01:43.37] Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\n[01:45.86] Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (hey, hey)\n[01:49.57] She used to drink Quay, too, bitch want Bape shoes\n[01:52.36] She wanna stay the night, bitch tryna play it cool\n[01:55.42] Crush the Molly like some ice, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n[02:02.51] She gon' call me Baby Booter\n[02:07.85] Huh, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n[02:19.14] (Alright, Brando)\n[02:20.49] Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n[02:22.55] Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n[02:25.39] I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n[02:27.52] Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n[02:30.18] 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I'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\n start_ms: 82580\n end_ms: 85400\n- text: Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n start_ms: 85400\n end_ms: 87100\n- text: I'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\n start_ms: 87100\n end_ms: 88360\n- text: Mr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\n start_ms: 88360\n end_ms: 89830\n- text: Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\n start_ms: 89830\n end_ms: 91460\n- text: Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n start_ms: 91460\n end_ms: 92720\n- text: Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n start_ms: 92720\n end_ms: 94450\n- text: I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n start_ms: 94450\n end_ms: 97350\n- text: Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n start_ms: 97350\n end_ms: 100380\n- text: I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n start_ms: 100380\n end_ms: 103370\n- text: Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\n start_ms: 103370\n end_ms: 105860\n- text: 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150180\n- text: Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n start_ms: 150180\n end_ms: 152830\n- text: Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n start_ms: 152830\n end_ms: 155490\n- text: Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n start_ms: 155490\n end_ms: 157950\n- text: Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n start_ms: 157950\n end_ms: 161440\n- text: Huh, bitch (huh)\n start_ms: 161440\n end_ms: 163070\n- text: I've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\n start_ms: 163070\n end_ms: 165670\n- text: I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\n start_ms: 165670\n end_ms: 168050\n- text: I'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n start_ms: 168050\n end_ms: 170960\n- text: I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\n start_ms: 170960\n end_ms: 173260\n- text: Saw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n start_ms: 173260\n end_ms: 175950\n- text: I'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n start_ms: 175950\n end_ms: 178360\n- text: I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\n start_ms: 178360\n end_ms: 181020\n- text: I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n start_ms: 181020\n end_ms: 183490\n- text: I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\n start_ms: 183490\n end_ms: 185730\n- text: I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n start_ms: 185730\n end_ms: 188350\n- text: '''Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon'' wanna kill me'\n start_ms: 188350\n end_ms: 190640\n- text: No hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\n start_ms: 190640\n end_ms: 192680\n- text: Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n start_ms: 192680\n end_ms: 194430\n- text: Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n start_ms: 194430\n end_ms: 197220\n- text: '\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)'\n start_ms: 197220\n end_ms: 199540\n- text: I only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n start_ms: 199540\n end_ms: 201800\n- text: Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\n start_ms: 201800\n end_ms: 204080\n- text: Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\n start_ms: 204080\n end_ms: 206470\n- text: I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\n start_ms: 206470\n end_ms: 208820\n- text: Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n start_ms: 208820\n end_ms: 211430\n- text: Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n start_ms: 211430\n end_ms: 214120\n- text: Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n start_ms: 214120\n end_ms: 216810\n- text: Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n start_ms: 216810\n end_ms: 219190\n- text: Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n start_ms: 219190\n end_ms: 223210\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 223210\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\n Ay, look, 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(Nigga, yeah)\n\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\n Send 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too, bitch want Bape shoes\n She wanna stay the night, bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n Huh, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch (huh)\n I've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\n Saw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n\n No hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)\n I only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\n Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":36574546,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again and Mellow Rackz","albumName":"What You Is","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ay, Blokk, crank it up)\nAy, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh (huh)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh, yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (yeah)\nUh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight, I done - up\nBrothers got me - up (wow), baby, you done lucked up (yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa), baby girl, it's - them (whoa, whoa)\nBaby girl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy pourin' lean sipper (pourin' lean sipper)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my -\nI'm a - baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender (my fender)\n\nAnd she gon' work with that - (that -), I want her stamped, the - bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top, if you can, I don't give no -, I'm gon' flash\n- with somethin', -, I'm-, yeah, now, cut up bad, -, oh, yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the -, -, what the - you just said? 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(Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: Mellow Rackz\n duration_ms: 227000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":37948184,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again","albumName":"late summer drives","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Block, crank it up)\nThat money it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (Yeah)\nUh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook, baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (Wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\nBabygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\nAnd she gon' work with that ass\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top\nIf you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\nTell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too\nBitch want baby shoes\nShe wanna stay the night\nBitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch\nI've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\nI'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\nNo hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\nI only do it for a real nigga\nAnd nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again\n album: late summer drives\n duration_ms: 226000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Ayy, Block, crank it up)\n That money it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)\n Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look, baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)\n Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n And she gon' work with that ass\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top\n If you can, I don't givе no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)\n Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too\n Bitch want baby shoes\n She wanna stay the night\n Bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch\n I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)\n I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro\n I only do it for a real nigga\n And nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"},{"id":36196696,"name":"What You Is","trackName":"What You Is","artistName":"YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Mellow Rackz","albumName":"late summer drives","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\nAy, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\nWow\nWow, wow, huh (huh)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\nUh, uh\nSay but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\nBlow it up, up, up (yeah)\nUh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n\nLook baby, let me see it tonight\nI done fucked up\nBrothers got me fucked up (wow)\nBaby, you done lucked up (yeah)\nBig guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa)\nBabygirl, it's fuck them (whoa, whoa)\nBabygirl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender (my fender)\n\nAnd she gon' work with that ass (that ass)\nI want her, stamp the bitch bad\nStill don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\nNigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\nNow, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\nAnd I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\nNigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n\nHere this pussy-boy with that playin'\nI plan to whoop the bitch head\nBitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\nSend 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\nRoll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\nI'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\nI done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\nBaby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\nI'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\nMr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\nMr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\nMr. Sell It With My Partner\nMr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n\nI'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\nDon't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\nI'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n\nChief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\nNeed to go buy some lean with you, win with you (hey, hey)\nShe used to drink Quay, too, bitch want Bape shoes\nShe wanna stay the night, bitch tryna play it cool\nCrush the Molly like some ice, she gon' call me Baby Booter\nShe gon' call me Baby Booter\nHuh, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n(Alright, Brando)\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\nFiner than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\nHuh, bitch (huh)\nI've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\nI've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\nI'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n\nI ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\nSaw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\nI'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\nI got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\nI made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\nI need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\nI need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n\nNo hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\nFreak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\nThrow that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n\"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)\nI only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n\nHands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\nFiner than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\nI'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\nGot plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\nBitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\nMake her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\nBah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\nBitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] (Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\n[00:02.89] Ay, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\n[00:07.51] Wow\n[00:09.02] Wow, wow, huh (huh)\n[00:12.40] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n[00:15.13] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n[00:17.05] Uh, uh\n[00:17.81] Say but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n[00:20.82] Blow it up, up, up (yeah)\n[00:21.52] Uh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n[00:22.25] Look baby, let me see it tonight\n[00:25.42] I done fucked up\n[00:26.46] Brothers got me fucked up (wow)\n[00:27.90] Baby, you done lucked up (yeah)\n[00:29.29] Big guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa)\n[00:30.95] Babygirl, it's fuck them (whoa, whoa)\n[00:32.39] Babygirl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n[00:35.19] I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n[00:38.25] Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n[00:40.94] I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n[00:44.04] I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender (my fender)\n[00:46.94] And she gon' work with that ass (that ass)\n[00:48.24] I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n[00:49.78] Still don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n[00:52.54] Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n[00:54.11] Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n[00:55.67] And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n[00:57.02] Nigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n[00:58.52] Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n[01:00.04] I plan to whoop the bitch head\n[01:01.56] Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\n[01:04.77] Send 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\n[01:07.79] Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n[01:10.48] I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n[01:13.92] Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n[01:16.52] I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n[01:19.78] I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n[01:22.58] I'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\n[01:25.40] Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n[01:27.10] I'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\n[01:28.36] Mr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\n[01:29.83] Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\n[01:31.46] Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n[01:32.72] 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Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n[02:32.83] Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n[02:35.49] Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n[02:37.95] Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n[02:41.44] Huh, bitch (huh)\n[02:43.07] I've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\n[02:45.67] I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\n[02:48.05] I'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n[02:50.96] I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\n[02:53.26] Saw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n[02:55.95] I'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n[02:58.36] I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\n[03:01.02] I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n[03:03.49] I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\n[03:05.73] I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n[03:08.35] 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n[03:10.64] No hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\n[03:12.68] Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n[03:14.43] Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n[03:17.22] \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)\n[03:19.54] I only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n[03:21.80] Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\n[03:24.08] Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\n[03:26.47] I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\n[03:28.82] Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n[03:31.43] Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n[03:34.12] Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n[03:36.81] Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n[03:39.19] Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n[03:43.21] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: What You Is\n artist: Youngboy Never Broke Again & Mellow Rackz\n album: 'Top 100: Global'\n duration_ms: 226000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)\n start_ms: 10\n end_ms: 2890\n- text: Ay, look, ay, look, that money, it done ran up\n start_ms: 2890\n end_ms: 7510\n- text: Wow\n start_ms: 7510\n end_ms: 9020\n- text: Wow, wow, huh (huh)\n start_ms: 9020\n end_ms: 12400\n- text: Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n start_ms: 12400\n end_ms: 15130\n- text: Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n start_ms: 15130\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: Uh, uh\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 17810\n- text: Say but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n start_ms: 17810\n end_ms: 20820\n- text: Blow it up, up, up (yeah)\n start_ms: 20820\n end_ms: 21520\n- text: Uh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n start_ms: 21520\n end_ms: 22250\n- text: Look baby, let me see it tonight\n start_ms: 22250\n end_ms: 25420\n- text: I 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48240\n- text: I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n start_ms: 48240\n end_ms: 49780\n- text: Still don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n start_ms: 49780\n end_ms: 52540\n- text: Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n start_ms: 52540\n end_ms: 54110\n- text: Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n start_ms: 54110\n end_ms: 55670\n- text: And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n start_ms: 55670\n end_ms: 57020\n- text: Nigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n start_ms: 57020\n end_ms: 58520\n- text: Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n start_ms: 58520\n end_ms: 60040\n- text: I plan to whoop the bitch head\n start_ms: 60040\n end_ms: 61560\n- text: Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\n start_ms: 61560\n end_ms: 64770\n- text: Send 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\n start_ms: 64770\n end_ms: 67790\n- text: Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n start_ms: 67790\n end_ms: 70480\n- text: I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n start_ms: 70480\n end_ms: 73920\n- text: Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n start_ms: 73920\n end_ms: 76520\n- text: I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n start_ms: 76520\n end_ms: 79780\n- text: I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n start_ms: 79780\n end_ms: 82580\n- text: 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ay, look, that money, it done ran up\n Wow\n Wow, wow, huh (huh)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)\n Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ay, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)\n Uh, uh\n Say but you knowin' how I get down (brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)\n Blow it up, up, up (yeah)\n Uh, uh (you ain't even gotta know)\n\n Look baby, let me see it tonight\n I done fucked up\n Brothers got me fucked up (wow)\n Baby, you done lucked up (yeah)\n Big guns in all of my trunks (whoa, whoa)\n Babygirl, it's fuck them (whoa, whoa)\n Babygirl, we keep it independent (whoa, whoa, whoa), we don't trust them\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender (my fender)\n\n And she gon' work with that ass (that ass)\n I want her, stamp the bitch bad\n Still don't stop Lil Top if you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash\n Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah\n Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah\n And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass\n Nigga, what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)\n\n Here this pussy-boy with that playin'\n I plan to whoop the bitch head\n Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (for me, now)\n Send 'em, blitz out, they ain't gon' come back, 'til they down somethin' (man, one)\n Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin' (walk, walk, walk)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, know I got my pistol\n I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (with you)\n I done pulled off on lil' shorty, and she read my fender\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' robber (yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (yeah)\n Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)\n I'ma bust him, make it ugly (wow)\n Mr. Work 'Em With That Chop' (hey)\n Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh (Mr.)\n Mr. Sell It With My Partner\n Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (streams)\n\n I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (pourin' lean, it ain't sip)\n Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol\n I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (safe)\n\n Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (hey, hey)\n Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (hey, hey)\n She used to drink Quay, too, bitch want Bape shoes\n She wanna stay the night, bitch tryna play it cool\n Crush the Molly like some ice, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n She gon' call me Baby Booter\n Huh, she gon' call me Baby Booter\n\n (Alright, Brando)\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me\n Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n\n Huh, bitch (huh)\n I've been flippin' and gettin' it and stickin' up shit a hour from that Nola\n I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls-Royce into a Rover (Rover)\n I'ma shoot it first, then I reload it, now, Brando, you start it over\n\n I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda\n Saw that I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah\n I'm a bad bitch, hos ain't fuckin' with me, yeah\n I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (get up with me)\n I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh\n I need my hair done, nigga, send a ten-piece\n I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef\n 'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me\n\n No hands, I'm talkin' go, go (go, go)\n Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls\n Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (floor)\n \"Throw that ass back,\" shit, I move it like a pro (pro)\n I only do it for a real nigga, and nigga you's a ho\n\n Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (yeah)\n Finer than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (yeah)\n I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (yeah)\n Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see\n Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop\n Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop\n Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah\n Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch\n"}]