Текст песни Ach - Alex PGSV

182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends (Yeah)
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don′t know where it ends
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends (Yeah)
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don't know where it ends
Silk Shocka!
But I don′t know any other way to pickpocket
When I'm all up in New York, when I Milly Rock it
When I'm in the spaceship coup, in my space rocket
When I′m bored ain′t shit to do so I half cock it (Half cock it)
Put on Channel Orange so I Crack Rock it (Crack rock it)
Bitches never happy so they back talkin'
Beat could use some 808′s and trap on it
So that we blast off and rap on it
Why you always stealing and lying and keep on cheating by (Yeah)
I looked on channel 7 and saw you committing several crimes
I tell you to stop, theres other mountains you could climb
You ask me "why should I"
I say I think it's obvious
You ask what I make music for, it′s only so they copy this
Create the second Yeezus, make the album art a floppy disk
Bitches dodge from left to right, they don't want all your sloppy dick
Bout to get a Lambo with the chrome wrapped up in chocolate
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends (Yeah)
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don′t know where it ends
Alright!
Why the choker choke up and then freeze overnight
Why the fuck you drinking all the Loko with no ice
Up at night, out of sight, alright
Psychedelics
Goin crazy, got me thinking I'm in Dazed and Confused
Got me jumbled up, mixing all my plays and my views
Church got me thinking it's a maze full of pews
And I think she only
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don′t know where it ends
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don′t know where it ends
Out the trees, hands on her knees
Pop it for a real one, pop it for me please
Walk it how I talk it never whip without the keys
And she walk it how she talks it