Текст песни Jetski - Scoot , Ahc

Too fast, big splash
BPM quick, make an audio skull bash
Whiplash, give her more cash
Can I crash on ur couch
'Cus we're going too fast like dash

If you wanna ride with me
You gotta keep up
Cuz i won't repeat
Y'all slept on me
Like a Tempurpedic 
Til you woke up with a bang
Broke out bitch, now i'm eating

You know we're hotter in the summer
So we're dripping like an icicle
I don't have jetski
So i'm riding on a bicycle
Didn't even flip a switch
Uncovered hot new trick gotta twitch
Got Tourettes, and I'm still that bitch
Gotta go get your vision checked like

Flashing lights keep moving, cuz we're zoomin'
I don't think they know
Better keep on walking,
When you're staring, I'm a give it right back to you
Even in the farthest skies
Uncover the darkest lies
Biggest surprise
Taking it for granted
Always taking the advantage
Never looked in past the bandage
Keep your cuts away and cry
Goodbye!

You don't have to explain to me
Stuck inside your daydream
Realize it's reality
Lookin too long
And your eyes about to burn
Glossing over this
And I'm waiting for my turn
No one to impress, So I do it on my own

Juicy call me açaí, flex on daddy's jetski
They know they can't handle me, perfume smells like money
Juicy call me açaí, flex on daddy's jetski
Hop on ride the energy, make the hot girls scared of me

Pretty chick, at the drivers seat
Got my foot on the pedal, and I shimmer like I'm metal
Step on the street, paparazzi
Your CDG ain't spicy
Daddy's car, think you're Aphrodite,
You're still a hick in a Maserati
Come at me, turn the child proof off
If looks can kill, my face a glock
Bouncing, like your dads last check bitch
My lip sticky like your boys new fetish
You play to win? (I don't see it)
The taste in the haus (You can't believe it)
Oh my god! I'm going too hard
Ice cold stunna, no apology card
Now look, I don't really see why,
They levelin' up, but they're still so dry
Blowing on my nails and i didn't even paint 'em
Giving you a lesson but you can't even retain it
Two left feet lemme teach you how to walk
Center of the clique bitch you're one to talk
Lookin like an angel, deep down i'm the devil
Sending you my venmo, honey step up to my level (Bye!)

Juicy call me açaí, flex on daddy's jetski
They know they can't handle me, perfume smells like money
Juicy call me açaí, flex on daddy's jetski
Hop on to ride the energy, make the hot girls scared of me

Yeah, ran too fast, gotta puff
Said sit down, you don't give enough
I do one thing, But I don't act tough
Bitch, trendsetter day one, had it too rough yuh

Yuh, I'm your nemesis
Girls on the street, we're dripping' in lux
Platform stackin' up, yeah I'm cracking' up
Lookin' at your wardrobe, girl you better stay home

Icy hot dualidad, I don't give a fuck
Call me up, your bitch is bad
I don't play around
Cuz playings gettin' real
I'm not giving up, I'm not giving up for real
Yeah I know they wanna taste
Yeah, you know they turn a party like nobody
It's obvious
They dream to be us

I stack bricks
Beat goes slick
I'm a sweet bitch
And you wanna lick
(Yeah you wanna, ah)