Flight Ft. Babytron – The Scale | Music Vocal Remover | Key Chord Bb major | bpm 102 | Jubal

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Lyrics

Broke, broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale

Top five but I’m really Top G
I ain’t ever met a ho I couldn’t leave
Say that I’m target? Okay, I ain’t losing sleep
And I ain’t ever lost a ho that I wanted to keep, ayy
Running through a hunnid bands in a week
Florida baby, you can hear the accent when I speak
Was just a jit while other jits looking for freaks
Playing chicks, wasn’t playing hide and seek, ayy
Top five, you can apply that to whatever
She want forever, I’m too focused on the bezels
Cars need a Visa, flowing in, it’s all pressure
Flying to LA, got [?] gas pedals
Shady Room cool but I’m tryna make the Forbes
Switching Travis out for some Tom Fords
You can get a “hey” out my bitch, she all yours
Man, she a trip, I ain’t talking Bora Bora, ayy
6’3″ but my money sitting taller
Looks fade, baby, what else can you offer?
Call up Brittany Renner, only fucking with the ballers
No NBA but Steph Curry in the pockets
That pussy warm, I just call it “Hot Pocket”
Out in Houston walking ’round with the rockets
Like you volunteering, his pockets are non-profit
Knew I was gonna be that nigga, I ain’t need a profit, ayy

Broke, broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale

[BabyTron:]
Ayy
Put a brick on that bitch and damn near broke the scale
It ain’t shit but lint up in yo pocket, boy, you broke as hell
It ain’t shit but blue Ben Franks in these RtAs
It ain’t shit but ice-ice chunks in these Carti frames
Built in switch up on the yeah, shit, I hardly aim
This lil’ bitch playing games like she Harley Quinn
Big designer drip, in 2018 had the Barney’s BIN
Hummers out in traffic, D$M, that’s how the army spin
Shit, what I’m smoking loud as hell like some Turtle Beaches
Thumbing blue, pink, and green pape’ but I’m purple drinking
Oh, you got the pint without the codeine? Boy, you penny pinching
0 to 120, think the supercharger HEMI glitching
Fuck is this? Veggie Tales? Y’all ain’t got any chicken
Please put the marijuana down if you still reggie hitting
ARP’ll hit him in his Pączki, leave some jelly dripping
Think that you can fuck with Tron the don? Boy you fetty sniffing

[Flight:]
Broke, broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Broke the scale
Bitch, I broke the scale