[{"id":35990400,"name":"Dumb .","trackName":"Dumb .","artistName":"fakemink","albumName":"Dumb .","duration":97.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\nI imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\nActin' like she don't know nothin'\nShe actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\nActin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\nHuh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\nGettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\nMan I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\nI, I, I—\n\nI told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\nWhat's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb\nActin' like she don't know\nYeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\nYeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\nMan, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\nI know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\nI took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\nI love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n(Moustafa)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dumb .\n  artist: fakemink\n  album: Dumb .\n  duration_ms: 97000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\n  Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  I, I, I—\n\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  Actin' like she don't know\n  Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\n  Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n  (Moustafa)\n"},{"id":29459184,"name":"Dumb .","trackName":"Dumb .","artistName":"fakemink","albumName":"The Boy Who Cried Terrified . - EP","duration":97.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\nI imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\nActin' like she don't know nothin'\nShe actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\nActin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\nHuh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\nGettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\nMan I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\nI, I, I—\n\nI told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\nWhat's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb\nActin' like she don't know\nYeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\nYeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\nMan, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\nI know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\nI took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\nI love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n(Moustafa)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dumb .\n  artist: fakemink\n  album: The Boy Who Cried Terrified . - EP\n  duration_ms: 97000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\n  Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  I, I, I—\n\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  Actin' like she don't know\n  Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\n  Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n  (Moustafa)\n"},{"id":27138609,"name":"Dumb .","trackName":"Dumb .","artistName":"fakemink","albumName":"The Boy who cried Terrified","duration":97.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\nI imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\nActin' like she don't know nothin'\nShe actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\nActin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\nHuh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\nGettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\nMan I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\nI, I, I—\n\nI told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\nWhat's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb\nActin' like she don't know\nYeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\nYeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\nMan, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\nI know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\nI took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\nI love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n(Moustafa)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dumb .\n  artist: fakemink\n  album: The Boy who cried Terrified\n  duration_ms: 97000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\n  Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  I, I, I—\n\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  Actin' like she don't know\n  Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\n  Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n  (Moustafa)\n"},{"id":39673420,"name":"Dumb .","trackName":"Dumb .","artistName":"fakemink","albumName":"The Boy who cried Terrified .","duration":94.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\nI imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\nActin' like she don't know nothin'\nShe actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\nActin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\nHuh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\nGettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\nMan I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\nI, I, I—\n\nI told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\nWhy you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\nWhat's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb\nActin' like she don't know\nYeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\nYeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\nMan, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\nI know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\nI took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\nI love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n(Moustafa)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dumb .\n  artist: fakemink\n  album: The Boy who cried Terrified .\n  duration_ms: 94000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\n  Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  I, I, I—\n\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  Actin' like she don't know\n  Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\n  Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n  (Moustafa)\n"},{"id":27240647,"name":"Dumb . (Paused)","trackName":"Dumb . 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What? Come up then, I'll show you\nI'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\nCherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\nBut I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\nI got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\nYeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\nShe hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\nDon't know nothin'\nShe don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\nI love when a bad bitch act dumb\nActin' like she don't know\nYeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\nYeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\nMan, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\nI know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\nI took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\nI love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n(Moustafa)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.19] I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n[00:04.44] Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n[00:07.02] I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n[00:09.38] I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n[00:11.50] Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n[00:13.80] But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n[00:15.71] I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:18.62] Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n[00:21.33] She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n[00:23.50] Don't know nothin'\n[00:24.69] She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n[00:28.16] I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n[00:30.56] Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n[00:32.34] She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n[00:34.81] Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n[00:37.38] Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n[00:39.12] Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n[00:41.12] Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n[00:47.34] I, I, I—\n[00:49.14] I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n[00:50.91] Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n[00:53.15] What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n[00:55.88] I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n[00:58.13] Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n[01:00.26] But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n[01:02.05] I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n[01:05.29] Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n[01:07.42] She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n[01:09.96] Don't know nothin'\n[01:11.07] She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n[01:14.55] I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n[01:17.07] Actin' like she don't know\n[01:18.60] Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n[01:21.17] Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n[01:24.03] Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n[01:25.51] I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n[01:27.67] I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n[01:30.25] I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n[01:33.52] (Moustafa)\n[01:36.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dumb . (Paused)\n  artist: fakemink\n  album: The Boy who cried Terrified .\n  duration_ms: 97000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  start_ms: 2190\n  end_ms: 4440\n- text: Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  start_ms: 4440\n  end_ms: 7020\n- text: I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  start_ms: 7020\n  end_ms: 9380\n- text: I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  start_ms: 9380\n  end_ms: 11500\n- text: Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  start_ms: 11500\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 15710\n- text: I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 15710\n  end_ms: 18620\n- text: Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  start_ms: 18620\n  end_ms: 21330\n- text: She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  start_ms: 21330\n  end_ms: 23500\n- text: Don't know nothin'\n  start_ms: 23500\n  end_ms: 24690\n- text: She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  start_ms: 24690\n  end_ms: 28160\n- text: I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  start_ms: 28160\n  end_ms: 30560\n- text: Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  start_ms: 30560\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34810\n- text: Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n  start_ms: 34810\n  end_ms: 37380\n- text: Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  start_ms: 37380\n  end_ms: 39120\n- text: Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  start_ms: 39120\n  end_ms: 41120\n- text: Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 41120\n  end_ms: 47340\n- text: I, I, I—\n  start_ms: 47340\n  end_ms: 49140\n- text: I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  start_ms: 49140\n  end_ms: 50910\n- text: Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  start_ms: 50910\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 55880\n- text: I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  start_ms: 55880\n  end_ms: 58130\n- text: Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  start_ms: 58130\n  end_ms: 60260\n- text: But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  start_ms: 60260\n  end_ms: 62050\n- text: I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  start_ms: 62050\n  end_ms: 65290\n- text: Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  start_ms: 65290\n  end_ms: 67420\n- text: She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  start_ms: 67420\n  end_ms: 69960\n- text: Don't know nothin'\n  start_ms: 69960\n  end_ms: 71070\n- text: She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  start_ms: 71070\n  end_ms: 74550\n- text: I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  start_ms: 74550\n  end_ms: 77070\n- text: Actin' like she don't know\n  start_ms: 77070\n  end_ms: 78600\n- text: Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  start_ms: 78600\n  end_ms: 81170\n- text: Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n  start_ms: 81170\n  end_ms: 84030\n- text: Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  start_ms: 84030\n  end_ms: 85510\n- text: I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  start_ms: 85510\n  end_ms: 87670\n- text: I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  start_ms: 87670\n  end_ms: 90250\n- text: I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n  start_ms: 90250\n  end_ms: 93520\n- text: (Moustafa)\n  start_ms: 93520\n  end_ms: 96100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 96100\nplain: |-\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you, uh\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you somethin'?\n  I imagine it's disappointing, you my fuckin' son\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb (Dumb)\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin'\n  She actin' like she don't know nothin'— like she— actin' like shе—\n  Actin' like she don't know nothin', know nothin'\n\n  Huh, I just love whеn I'm on my own\n  Gettin' blow, huh, blow, huh, gettin' blow, huh\n  Man I— uh, I'm gettin' blasted, blasted (Yeah, yeah)\n  I, I, I—\n\n  I told you so, but you ain't hit me when I told you\n  Why you chattin' to me like I fuckin' owe you?\n  What's the mouth? What? Come up then, I'll show you\n  I'm just havin' fun, drivin' in the summer sun\n  Cherry Sprite in my cup, Gelato in my lungs\n  But I don't drink 'Yac, man, I'm not even twenty-one\n  I got one, two, three, four M's like I'm 21\n  Yeah, I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  She hit me with them eyes like she don't know nothin'\n  Don't know nothin'\n  She don't know nothin', don't know, ayy, don't know\n  I love when a bad bitch act dumb\n  Actin' like she don't know\n  Yeah, she— like she don't— like she don't know\n  Yeah, she act— yeah, she act like she don't know, uh\n\n  Man, I love blowin' bread, love runnin' it up\n  I know you think my music suck, but she love suckin' me up\n  I took sixty to the face, that shit was fuckin' me up\n  I love my haters and I love the ones that's showin' me love, uh\n\n  (Moustafa)\n"}]