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slime fuckin' foreign hos (what?)\nI was in EU with slime fuckin' foreign hos (what?)\n1 black ho, 1 white ho, Oreo (oh)\n\nFN on me take souls, no Ichigo\nFi-fire on me, but my wrist cold, no Todoroki (yeah, yeah)\nFifty-one P's came through, gotta keep smokin'\nForty-eight, got a podcast like Seth Rogen\n\nNe-need me a tatted up freak ho, emo\nYou've been fuckin' on the opps' hos, not stole one (ooh)\nFreak ho tryna talk to me like Cheeto\nYung-Yung Vocaloid, keep xen in the fur coat (yeah, yeah)\n\nI sit there in the park, come suck me up, ho\nIn the in the trap with witches sippin' drank, totin' Dracos\nQuagmire in the cup, cream soda Faygo\nQuagmire in the cup, cream soda Faygo\nCream soda Fay- so Fay-, cream soda, c-cream soda-\nCream- cream- cream so-so-\n\nThis ho tryna get flipped, Tech Deck her\nBrand-new FRT on Galil\nYeah, we havin' hella paper, letters-letters (ooh)\nDior jeans filled up with lettuce\n\nDior-Dior-Dior fi-filled up with lettuce\nFi-filled up with lettuce (oh), Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\nDior jeans, Dior jeans fi-filled up with lettuce\nFi-filled up with lettuce (oh)\n\nYeah, we havin' hella paper, letters-letters\nDior jeans filled up with letters\nDior-Dior-Dior fi-filled up with lettuce\n\nFi-filled up with lettuce, Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\nDior jeans, Dior jeans fi-filled up with lettuce\nFi-filled up with lettuce (let's go)\n\nWait-wait, what is- what is- let's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.59] KYI\n[00:04.43] Kill your idol\n[00:06.39] Them niggas bleed how you bleed, cry how you cry\n[00:12.63] Can't none of them niggas escape death, y'all gon' die how you die\n[00:17.29] No bullshit (I am- ooh-ooh)\n[00:19.25] I'm done playin' games, nigga, I'm done\n[00:21.54] Ain't no ain't no liquor, but I'm a drinker (eu-eugh)\n[00:23.28] Ba-bands, I'm tryna get up\n[00:24.57] Nigga know, nigga know my ex ho was Elsa (blegh, blegh)\n[00:26.66] My wrist too cold, gettin' hos, Hugh Hefner-ner\n[00:28.66] This ho tryna get flipped, Tech Deck her\n[00:30.37] Brand-new FRT on Galil-Galil-Galil\n[00:32.15] We havin' hella paper, letters-letters (ooh)\n[00:33.86] Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\n[00:35.22] Dior-Dior-Dior fi-filled up with lettuce\n[00:37.30] Fi-filled up with lettuce (oh), Dior jeans filled up with le-\n[00:40.04] Dior jeans, Dior jeans fi-filled up with lettuce\n[00:42.66] Fi-filled up with lettuce (oh)\n[00:43.15] White Huracan with the red top, no Mario\n[00:44.88] I was in EU with slime fuckin' foreign hos (what?)\n[00:46.64] I was in EU with slime fuckin' foreign hos (what?)\n[00:48.43] 1 black ho, 1 white ho, Oreo (oh)\n[00:50.14] FN on me take souls, no Ichigo\n[00:51.70] Fi-fire on me, but my wrist cold, no Todoroki (yeah, yeah)\n[00:53.68] Fifty-one P's came through, gotta keep smokin'\n[00:55.27] Forty-eight, got a podcast like Seth Rogen\n[00:57.02] Ne-need me a tatted up freak ho, emo\n[00:58.73] You've been fuckin' on the opps' hos, not stole one (ooh)\n[01:00.73] Freak ho tryna talk to me like Cheeto\n[01:02.42] Yung-Yung Vocaloid, keep xen in the fur coat (yeah, yeah)\n[01:04.10] I sit there in the park, come suck me up, ho\n[01:05.72] In the in the trap with witches sippin' drank, totin' Dracos\n[01:08.04] Quagmire in the cup, cream soda Faygo\n[01:09.88] Quagmire in the cup, cream soda Faygo\n[01:11.06] Cream soda Fay- so Fay-, cream soda, c-cream soda-\n[01:14.02] Cream- cream- cream so-so-\n[01:15.13] This ho tryna get flipped, Tech Deck her\n[01:16.88] Brand-new FRT on Galil\n[01:18.59] Yeah, we havin' hella paper, letters-letters (ooh)\n[01:20.31] Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\n[01:21.63] Dior-Dior-Dior fi-filled up with lettuce\n[01:23.76] Fi-filled up with lettuce (oh), Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\n[01:26.86] Dior jeans, Dior jeans fi-filled up with lettuce\n[01:29.40] Fi-filled up with lettuce (oh)\n[01:29.92] Yeah, we havin' hella paper, letters-letters\n[01:31.49] Dior jeans filled up with letters\n[01:32.89] Dior-Dior-Dior fi-filled up with lettuce\n[01:34.66] Fi-filled up with lettuce, Dior jeans filled up with lettuce\n[01:37.34] Dior jeans, Dior jeans fi-filled up with lettuce\n[01:40.13] Fi-filled up with lettuce (let's go)\n[01:44.55] Wait-wait, what is- what is- let's go\n[01:46.27] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: NO NEW FRENS\n  artist: bleood\n  album: KILL YOUR IDOLS\n  duration_ms: 113000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: KYI\n  start_ms: 2590\n  end_ms: 4430\n- text: Kill your idol\n  start_ms: 4430\n  end_ms: 6390\n- text: Them niggas bleed how you bleed, cry how you cry\n  start_ms: 6390\n  end_ms: 12630\n- text: Can't none of them niggas escape death, y'all gon' die how you die\n  start_ms: 12630\n  end_ms: 17290\n- text: No bullshit (I am- ooh-ooh)\n  start_ms: 17290\n  end_ms: 19250\n- text: I'm done playin' games, nigga, I'm done\n  start_ms: 19250\n  end_ms: 21540\n- text: Ain't no ain't no liquor, but I'm a drinker (eu-eugh)\n  start_ms: 21540\n  end_ms: 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