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Drivin’ So Fast (Remix)
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Juice WRLD
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Uh, drivin' too fast (Oh) Looking at him like why the f**k you do that? (Oh) Uzi, what you on, n***a? (Oh, let's go) Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h (Oh, oh, oh) Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h, oh, yeah (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Huh, I'm in danger Cowboy guns, I'm a Texas ranger (Grrah, grrah, grrah) Chopper from the future like a Power Ranger Codeine sippin', ain't no liquor, I be mixin' flavors B*t*h, I'm a rockstar and a killer The demon is in him but I'm praying God to get rid of it Uzi told me that the demon is really my friеnd Make me differеnt, I shouldn't get rid of it But I don't know what I should do about the demon I'm tryna figure out the f**k is the meaning Louis V on me, I sh*t on the media Lean and drive, disobedient Evil eyes, I feel villainous N***as lie, Wikipedia Your b*t*h in bed, sing her lullabies She think that I'm keeping her Nah, she shouldn't think that sh*t at all She think I love her, they told her, "Wrong" It ain't my fault, leave her heart on the sidewalk Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h (Oh, oh, oh) Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h, oh, yeah (Yeah) I flooded my wrist with ice She wanna ride on my d**k like a bike Shout out to Juice, that's my brother for life I'm smokin' on woods, and you smokin' a pipe I'm f**kin' a model, and you f**kin' a dike That sh*t nasty, boy you triflin' City to city, I be flyin' I knew that b*t*h was really lyin' Designer fabrics, I be buyin' The police come, you better hide it No I'm not boxing but I got a t**le Pray to the Lord, I be readin' the Bible Poppin' these Perkys, b*t*h I got the itis Gold chain just like Midas Private party, you not invited I love my momma, bought her a diamond Keep my Tech tucked, I don't give a f**k about your vest bro I'm next up Red Coupe that b*t*h look like ketchup F**k police I will never ever 'fess up You had somethin' going, but your stupid a** messed up Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h (Oh, oh, oh) Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Oh, oh, oh) Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*t*h, oh, yeah
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