Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Spread the f*ckin' money, throw that shit all on the dash
I swear we had a pound, must've smoked it in a flash
I swear this mud was brown, but my lungs are made of ash
Got her jumpin' up and down, yo bitch don't know how to act
Rose-colored tint, my f*ckin' aura
Gold-covered kisses, only got 'em for ya
Keep her on fatigue, but she ain't no soldia
You could ask me anything, I'ma do it for ya
I ain't got it all, but I just adore ya
Know when I'm with you, I can't get enough of
The drugs and the love you just fill me up on
And the pain you keep away, just like writin' these songs
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I
Scity - 120 Lyrics
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Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Spread the f*ckin' money, throw that shit all on the dash
I swear we had a pound, must've smoked it in a flash
I swear this mud was brown, but my lungs are made of ash
Got her jumpin' up and down, yo bitch don't know how to act
Rose-colored tint, my f*ckin' aura
Gold-covered kisses, only got 'em for ya
Keep her on fatigue, but she ain't no soldia
You could ask me anything, I'ma do it for ya
I ain't got it all, but I just adore ya
Know when I'm with you, I can't get enough of
The drugs and the love you just fill me up on
And the pain you keep away, just like writin' these songs
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Spread the f*ckin' money, throw that shit all on the dash
I swear we had a pound, must've smoked it in a flash
I swear this mud was brown, but my lungs are made of ash
Got her jumpin' up and down, yo bitch don't know how to act
Rose-colored tint, my f*ckin' aura
Gold-covered kisses, only got 'em for ya
Keep her on fatigue, but she ain't no soldia
You could ask me anything, I'ma do it for ya
I ain't got it all, but I just adore ya
Know when I'm with you, I can't get enough of
The drugs and the love you just fill me up on
And the pain you keep away, just like writin' these songs
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I crash
Hold up, wait a second, let me take it back
Ballin' on a Friday, me and Scotty smokin' gas
He f*ckin' up this beat, while I'm f*ckin' up a pack
Got me on 120, shall I not or shall I
Writer: Isaac Schell
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