[{"id":23255716,"name":"Bullets With Names","trackName":"Bullets With Names","artistName":"mgk","albumName":"Bullets With Names","duration":169.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Maybe he's next\nOut here\nHe said what?\n(Oh my God, Ronny)\nLook, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\nI get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\nKilled me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\nWipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\nPulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\nCalled up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\nI'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\nI see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\nI fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\nI had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\nHe tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\nI had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\nI came a long way from bando\nNow my boss is a flavor like Kenneth Cole\nI walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\nI keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes\nI hit a seven and picked up a dinner roll\nI get the bread, then I fuck me a centerfold\nI bought a Perc' like my name is Gorilla Zoe\nI'm from the place where the killers and sinners go\nI just cut the grass and showed the motherfuckin' snakes\nI took off my bandanna and showed my fuckin' face\nRose gold bandanna, I tatted on my A\nFive thousand dollar soap, every time I bathe (ayy)\nI just told her, \"Maybe I mean what I say\" (ayy)\nI don't really play and I hope you think it's shade\nI had to jot down a name to remember ho\nWhen I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (woo)\nThought I wasn't gettin' no syrup\nI put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful (yeah)\nI got a pack of them Skittles, bro\nAll different flavors and all different flavors\nType of hoes, all them centerfolds, hey\nLook, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\nI get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\nKill me a ghost so my jacket got stains on it\nWipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\nPulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\nCalled up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\nI'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\nI see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\nDon't say RJ when I mrLA on it\nGot a machine gun and it got a K on it\nYou got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it\nI got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it\nCut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy\nFuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy\nI got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it\nI don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it\nFoot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it\nCan't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it\nYou niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it\nI fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it\nGet you down bad, I'ma blow out her back\nThese niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with the sack\nI got this stick, I'm equipped\nYSL ballin' like we won a 'ship?\nThese niggas are hoes, I'ma go off the rip\nWalk through the back, like, \"Take me to the VIP\"\nI send her back just to get some more hip\nAss is so fat and it's soft as her lip\nGave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip\nIf he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh\nLook, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\nI get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\nKilled me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\nWipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\nPulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\nCalled up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\nI'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\nI see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\nI fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\nI had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\nHe tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\nI had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\nI came a long way from bando\nNow my boss is a flavor like Kenneth Cole\nI walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\nI keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.50] Maybe he's next\n[00:05.59] Out here\n[00:08.18] He said what?\n[00:11.01] (Oh my God, Ronny)\n[00:12.24] Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\n[00:14.32] I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\n[00:15.85] Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\n[00:17.50] Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\n[00:19.23] Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\n[00:20.79] Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\n[00:22.37] I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\n[00:23.87] I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\n[00:25.55] I fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\n[00:27.37] I had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\n[00:28.84] He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\n[00:30.49] I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\n[00:32.33] I came a long way from bando\n[00:33.62] Now my boss is a flavor like Kenneth Cole\n[00:35.24] I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\n[00:37.10] I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes\n[00:38.58] I hit a seven and picked up a dinner roll\n[00:40.24] I get the bread, then I fuck me a centerfold\n[00:41.86] I bought a Perc' like my name is Gorilla Zoe\n[00:43.47] I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go\n[00:45.15] I just cut the grass and showed the motherfuckin' snakes\n[00:48.05] I took off my bandanna and showed my fuckin' face\n[00:51.32] Rose gold bandanna, I tatted on my A\n[00:54.65] Five thousand dollar soap, every time I bathe (ayy)\n[00:58.02] I just told her, \"Maybe I mean what I say\" (ayy)\n[01:01.17] I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade\n[01:04.30] I had to jot down a name to remember ho\n[01:06.33] When I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (woo)\n[01:07.97] Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup\n[01:09.41] I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful (yeah)\n[01:11.14] I got a pack of them Skittles, bro\n[01:12.90] All different flavors and all different flavors\n[01:14.60] Type of hoes, all them centerfolds, hey\n[01:16.97] Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\n[01:19.03] I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\n[01:20.70] Kill me a ghost so my jacket got stains on it\n[01:22.36] Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\n[01:23.96] Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\n[01:25.61] Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\n[01:27.28] I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\n[01:28.89] I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\n[01:30.52] Don't say RJ when I mrLA on it\n[01:32.01] Got a machine gun and it got a K on it\n[01:33.74] You got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it\n[01:35.38] I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it\n[01:37.03] Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy\n[01:40.37] Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy\n[01:43.38] I got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it\n[01:45.10] I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it\n[01:46.76] Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it\n[01:48.50] Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it\n[01:50.11] You niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it\n[01:51.53] I fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it\n[01:53.21] Get you down bad, I'ma blow out her back\n[01:54.87] These niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with the sack\n[01:56.49] I got this stick, I'm equipped\n[01:57.78] YSL ballin' like we won a 'ship?\n[01:59.29] These niggas are hoes, I'ma go off the rip\n[02:00.90] Walk through the back, like, \"Take me to the VIP\"\n[02:02.66] I send her back just to get some more hip\n[02:04.18] Ass is so fat and it's soft as her lip\n[02:05.83] Gave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip\n[02:07.41] If he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh\n[02:09.35] Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\n[02:11.07] I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\n[02:12.69] Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\n[02:14.34] Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\n[02:15.93] Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\n[02:17.55] Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\n[02:19.14] I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\n[02:20.77] I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\n[02:22.43] I fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\n[02:24.11] I had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\n[02:25.70] He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\n[02:27.35] I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\n[02:29.11] I came a long way from bando\n[02:30.58] Now my boss is a flavor like Kenneth Cole\n[02:32.18] I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\n[02:33.73] I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bullets With Names\n  artist: mgk\n  album: Bullets With Names\n  duration_ms: 169000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Maybe he's next\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 5590\n- text: Out here\n  start_ms: 5590\n  end_ms: 8180\n- text: He said what?\n  start_ms: 8180\n  end_ms: 11010\n- text: (Oh my God, Ronny)\n  start_ms: 11010\n  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on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\n  I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes\n  I hit a seven and picked up a dinner roll\n  I get the bread, then I fuck me a centerfold\n  I bought a Perc' like my name is Gorilla Zoe\n  I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go\n  I just cut the grass and showed the motherfuckin' snakes\n  I took off my bandanna and showed my fuckin' face\n  Rose gold bandanna, I tatted on my A\n  Five thousand dollar soap, every time I bathe (ayy)\n  I just told her, \"Maybe I mean what I say\" (ayy)\n  I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade\n  I had to jot down a name to remember ho\n  When I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (woo)\n  Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup\n  I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful (yeah)\n  I got a pack of them Skittles, bro\n  All different flavors and all different flavors\n  Type of hoes, all them centerfolds, hey\n  Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\n  I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\n  Kill me a ghost so my jacket got stains on it\n  Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\n  Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\n  Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\n  I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\n  I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\n  Don't say RJ when I mrLA on it\n  Got a machine gun and it got a K on it\n  You got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it\n  I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it\n  Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy\n  Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy\n  I got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it\n  I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it\n  Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it\n  Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it\n  You niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it\n  I fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it\n  Get you down bad, I'ma blow out her back\n  These niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with the sack\n  I got this stick, I'm equipped\n  YSL ballin' like we won a 'ship?\n  These niggas are hoes, I'ma go off the rip\n  Walk through the back, like, \"Take me to the VIP\"\n  I send her back just to get some more hip\n  Ass is so fat and it's soft as her lip\n  Gave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip\n  If he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh\n  Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\n  I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\n  Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\n  Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\n  Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\n  Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\n  I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\n  I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\n  I fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\n  I had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\n  He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\n  I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\n  I came a long way from bando\n  Now my boss is a flavor 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let 'em lay on it\nI'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\nI see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\nDon't say RJ when I mrLA on it\nGot a machine gun and it got a K on it\nYou got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it\nI got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it\nCut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy\nFuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy\nI got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it\nI don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it\nFoot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it\nCan't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it\nYou niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it\nI fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it\nGet you down bad, I'ma blow out her back\nThese niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with the sack\nI got this stick, I'm equipped\nYSL ballin' like we won a 'ship?\nThese niggas are hoes, I'ma go off the rip\nWalk through the back, like, \"Take me to the VIP\"\nI send her back just to get some more hip\nAss is so fat and it's soft as her lip\nGave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip\nIf he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh\nLook, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it\nI get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it\nKilled me a goat so my jacket got stains on it\nWipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it\nPulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it\nCalled up his bitch, showed my dick, let 'em lay on it\nI'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it\nI see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it\nI fucked a bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll\nI had to pack, had the Wesson, no Smith though\nHe tried to front on me in front his friends and fam\nI had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hmm\nI came a long way from bando\nNow my boss is a flavor like Kenneth Cole\nI walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?\nI keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.50] Maybe he's next\n[00:05.59] Out here\n[00:08.18] He said what?\n[00:11.01] (Oh my God, Ronny)\n[00:12.24] Look, I got a bullet with 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