120 ON THE DASH
Brody
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(You know I'm barely keepin' up with all these bad habits, shit) (Ay) You know Ima hit 120 plus On the dashboard, yea I don't ever miss, I don't even need a backboard, yea You know what it is, no bullshit I'm that boy, yea Racin' off the lot in a new fast toy, yea I'm takin' off in the AMG Ain't nothin' you could say to me Zero to 60 in 3.3 I'm racin, Need for Speed I hear 'em talkin' bout me But they don't need to speak Ima just make your yearly income By the end of the week Smokin' out the window You can smell it through the city (City) Sorry, I'm not sorry 'Cause you know I get too litty (Litty) Puttin' that girl in new clothes That lil' itty bitty (Bitty) And when I gotta go do shows She always fuckin' with me (Ay, ay) You tryna turn shit up on me? You know that shit weak You ain't saying shit You always askin', "Can I please?" I'm cashin' out, I'm really spazzin' out for this cheese You ratted out, so for that I don't want no fuckin' peace Everything I been getting, I work for No, this shit ain't free I'm even dropped out in my work clothes You know this shit ain't cheap You must got it misconstrued If you think this shit easy Ok, ok, I'll be honest I do this shit way too easy (Okay) I love the money so much It's all mine, you can't touch 'Cause your fingers greasy Oh, your fingers sticky, sticky F*ck it, roll up, hold up Drinkin' up the soda And I'm dizzy, dizzy Rollin' up the sticky sticky I'm takin' off in the AMG Ain't nothin' you could say to me Zero to 60 in 3.3 I'm racing, Need for Speed I hear 'em talkin' bout me But they don't need to speak Ima just make your yearly income By the end of the week Smokin' out the window You can smell it through the city Sorry, I'm not sorry 'Cause you know I get too litty Puttin' that girl in new clothes That lil' itty bitty And when I gotta go do shows She always fuckin' with me Yea, yea She always fuckin' with me Look at the ceiling she seein' the stars Yea, she fuckin' with me Thought I was drivin' but we been parked I know she fuckin' with me I put her in car after car, after car Because she fuckin' with me She always fuckin' with me She runnin' out of the house So I told her, "Hold up!" I got her head in the clouds She can feel the motor We really been out for awhile I ain't seein' no one Had to change up my style 'Cause I ain't fuckin' with the old one I can go spend how I want 'Cause I ain't owing' no one Put her in Yves Saint Laurent 'Cause I gotta show her She get anything that she want And she gotta know it She said that I'm spendin' a lot I told her, "I know it" Now I'm I'm takin' off in the AMG Ain't nothin' you could say to me Zero to 60 in 3.3 I'm racing, Need for Speed I hear 'em talkin' bout me But they don't need to speak Ima just make your yearly income By the end of the week Smokin' out the window You can smell it through the city (City) Sorry, I'm not sorry 'Cause you know I get too litty (Litty) Puttin' that girl in new clothes That lil' itty bitty (Bitty) And when I gotta go do shows She always fuckin' with me Rollin' up the sticky Got me dizzy Smell it through the city Gettin' too litty We be gettin' busy 'Til we get dizzy Rollin' up the sticky Gettin' too litty
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