[intro]
[yung juv]
Flickin the ash
Stomp on the gas
Takin it back
Like i live in the past
Back to the days when we
Dined then dashed
Ain't slowing down
b*tch im going too fast
[Chorus: yung juv]
Fast
b*tch u ain't catchin me im fast as f*ck boi
All this sauce im drippin yeah its on your mama boi
On the internet you always got sh*t to say
Now we face to face why the f*ck you actin coy
[verse 1: yung juv]
Ramen on the chain with a v-cut
Only on my di*k for the visa
Shopin spree, what you want just put it in the bag
Never forget baby you a mother f*ckin' catch, yuh
[Chorus: yung juv]
Fast
b*tch u ain't catchin me im fast as f*ck boi
All this sauce im drippin yeah its on your mama boi
On the internet you always got sh*t to say
Now we face to face why the f*ck you actin coy
[verse 2: papi panda]
Throwin shade like yo momma a damn ho
Got 911 on the payroll
Turn that boy brain into play-doh
Straight trippin off purpp sippin faygo
n*gga why in the f*ck is yo name on my lips?
My notebook is deathnote, I make that boy a diss
When they see me in person they pus*y and dip
All you n*ggas was hatin, now all on my di*k
I go pour me a fifth and then light me a spliff
I go grab me a knife and insert in his six
See my name is not Johny but body get ripped
I can't hang wit yo party cause Dirty the clique
[verse 3: yung juv]
I pull up in cruisers a f*ck on your b*tch
You're bitin' my style but you dont get it
Flow stay the same, how the f*ck you get lit
Just stay in your lane b*tch your sweven to much
Keep talkin your sh*t you'll end up with a crutch
Im livin two lives like i be danny phantom
I started shootin back why you throwin a tantrum
Your mommy your girlie be calling me handsome
[Chorus: yung juv]
Fast
b*tch u ain't catchin me im fast as f*ck boi
All this sauce im drippin yeah its on your mama boi
On the internet you always got sh*t to say
Now we face to face why the f*ck you actin coy
[verse 4: senju]
Im hella fast
Running back
Run it back
Yeah im running track
Hit him with the 20 stack
Hit him now hes running back
pus*y n*gga why the f*ck you f*ckin running back
Fast like usain n*gga
Im so insane n*gga
I got no brain n*gga
Stay in your lane n*gga
But they dont
But they dont
Hella f*ckin too fast for me
Nah b*tch
Thats a lie
Thats blasphemy
Ima kill you
Make you burn like alchemy
Ima show you rap fast edgar allen be
Yeah, what
Yeah, what
Yeah, what
Call me amadeus
I got the chopper
And i shoot i spray it
Im gonna run
Im vacant
Why you vacant
pus*yboy why you vacant
pus*yboy why you vacant
pus*yboy why you fakin
pus*yboy why you runnin
pus*yboy why you lyin
pus*yboy why you frontin
pus*yboy(x8)
[Outro: yung juv/senju]
But i dont feel(x2)
Poppin pills in the hills
And i dont feel
Poppin seals(x2)
But i dont feel
Poppin seals(x2)
But i dont feel