What I Wanna Do (Damn Right) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, huh
Uh, Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Ooh-oh, uh
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm gon' do what I wanna do
Yeah, time will tell and it told on you
Yeah, I'm in hell with a b*tch or two
The devil pulled up on me, I got to speedin'
Every day, I put holes in my demons
Every day, I get high like an eagle
I was popping pills when I was a fetus
I drive the top on a thot, I pull up on a yacht, fast life, sh*t get real
I wake up in the morning, I roll up, relax, and I plot
Do that make me evil?
Your b*tch over here, don't wanna f*ck her either
She suck on my di*k for a Juice WRLD T-shirt

[Verse 1]
All alone, hunnid bands in my hand
All alone, sippin' lean, I can't stand
Don't get involved, no
Don't get involved, no
We'll put a hole in your jaw
I'm gonna f*ck her, I'ma smash, your lil' b*tch call me a dog
Hop on my di*k like a mo'f*ckin' frog
I give her wood like a mo'f*ckin' log
Ferrari headlights help me see through the fog
See me, wanna be me, it come with a cost
See you, wouldn't wanna be you at all
I ain't broke, and your b*tch did the sauce
She sucked up me and my dogs
I heard you was kissing her all night long
Versace on my robe
James Brown and James Bond
Because I keep a pole, double 'o seven, no James Bond
It ain't my fault your b*tch gone
She told me to put my name on it
[Bridge]
M&M's, no candy
They see a mask on my face, trick or treat
I told that b*tch she gotta pay, no di*k for free
Your momma screaming, “Juice WRLD, put that di*k in me”
999

[Chorus]
I'm gon' do what I wanna do
Yeah, time will tell and it told on you
Yeah, I'm in hell with a b*tch or two
The devil pulled up on me, I got to speedin'
Every day, I put holes in my demons
Every day, I get high like an eagle
I was popping pills when I was a fetus
I drive the top on a thot, I pull up on a yacht, fast life, sh*t get real
I wake up in the morning, I roll up, relax, and I plot
Do that make me evil?
Your b*tch over here, don't wanna f*ck her either
She suck on my di*k for a Juice WRLD T-shirt

[Verse 2]
She's hypnotized by my diamonds
They shine through the night sky
I cannot lie, she too fine
But I can only f*ck the b*tch when I'm high
She was tryna top me up while I drive
I let her do it one time
Really, I'm having the time of my life
Had a show in Japan, almost missed my flight
Gucci robe like a monk, get the feng shui right
If you single then, b*tch, put your hand in the air
Like you listenin' to that Beyoncé, right
Am I that n*gga? Damn right
b*tches gon' be b*tches, damn right
Hoes gon' be hoes, damn right
And women gon' be women, damn right
f*ck them all, then I'm dippin' (Alright)
I'm the sauce, I'm drippin' (Alright)
I done found myself in this music sh*t, but I lost some n*ggas (Alright)
I used to ball hard with these n*ggas until they turned Austin Rivers (Alright)
They b*tches be giving me brain, smart like a Harvard critter (Alright)
Shoot him in the face, I seen his brains, he wasn't a Harvard n*gga (Alright)
I pour codeine in my veins, it ain't no partin' with it (Alright)
I feel like a referee, b*tch, I'm official
I'm a thugger like Jeffery, stoner these n*ggas, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm gon' do what I wanna do
Yeah, time will tell and it told on you
Yeah, I'm in hell with a b*tch or two
The devil pulled up on me, I got to speedin'
Every day, I put holes in my demons
Every day, I get high like an eagle
I was popping pills when I was a fetus
I drive the top on a thot, I pull up on a yacht, fast life, sh*t get real
I wake up in the morning, I roll up, relax, and I plot
Do that make me evil?
Your b*tch over here, don't wanna f*ck her either
She suck on my di*k for a Juice WRLD T-shirt