So Fast lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Uh, drivin' too fast (Ohh)
Looking at him like why the f*ck you do that? (Ohh)
Uzi, what you on, n*gga? (Ohh, let's go)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Brand-new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch, oh yeah

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Huh, I'm in danger, cowboy guns I'm a texas ranger
Choppa from the future like a power ranger
Codeine sippin', ain't no liquor, I be mixin flavors
b*tch, 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 friend
Make me different, I shouldn't get rid of it
But I don't know what I should do about the demon, I'm tryna figure out what the f*ck is the media
Louis V on me, that sh*t on the media
Lean and drive, disobedient
Evil eyes, I feel villainous
n*ggas lives, Wikipedia
Yo' b*tch 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 it wrong
It ain't my fault, leave her heart on the sidewalk
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Brand-new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch, oh yeah

[Verse 2: OG Don]
(Ayy)
I flooded my wrist with ice
She wanna ride on my di*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*ckin' a model, and you f*ckin' a dike
That sh*t nasty, boy you triflin'
City to city, I be flyin'
I knew that b*tch was really lyin'
Designer fabrics, I be buyin'
The police come, you better hide it
No I'm not boxing but I got a title
Pray to the Lord, I be readin' the Bible
Poppin' these Perkys, b*tch 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*ck about your vest bro
I'm next up
Red Coupe that b*tch look like ketchup
f*ck police I will never ever 'fess up
You had somethin' going, but your stupid ass messed up
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Brand-new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, I feel like I'll fly in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Brand new Maybach, I can't wait to ride in the sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel I'll die in this sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, it feel like I'll fly in sh*t (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
Drivin' so fast, still getting head from your b*tch, oh yeah