Jetski (feat. Scoot)
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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 f*ck 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)
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Written by: Annahelen Croce, Scottie Gussler
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