Javelin’ (Drivin’ So Fast) [Remix] lyrics

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

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
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*tch (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*tch, oh, yeah (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Huh, I'm in danger
Cowboy guns, I'm a Texas ranger (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Chopper from the future like a Power Ranger (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Codeine sippin', ain't no liquor, I be mixin' flavors (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I'm a rockstar and a killer (Uh)
The dеmon is in him, but I'm praying God to get rid of it (Uh-uh, oh yeah)
Uzi told me that thе demon is really my friend (Oh-oh)
Make me different, I shouldn't get rid of it (Oh yeah)
But I don't know what I should do 'bout the demon (Huh, oh)
I'm tryna figure out the f*ck is the median (Oh, oh-oh, okay)
Louis V on me, I sh*t on the media (Okay)
Lean and drive, disobedient (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Evil eyes, I feel villainous (Okay, o-oh)
n*ggas lie, Wikipedia (Okay, o-oh)
Your b*tch in bed, sing her lullabies (Uh, uh)
She think that I'm keeping her (Uh-huh)
Nah, she shouldn't think that sh*t at all (Uh-huh)
She think I love her, they told her, “Wrong” (Uh-huh)
It ain't my fault, leave her heart on the sidewalk
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & OG Don]
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*tch (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*tch, oh, yeah (Ayy)

[Verse 2: OG Don]
I'm floodin' my wrist with ice
She wanna ride on my di*k like a bike
Shoutout to juice, that's my brother, for life
I'm smokin' on woods, and you smoking a pipe
I'm f*ckin' a model, you f*ckin' a dyke
That sh*t nasty, boy you trife
Sit in the city, I be fly
I knew that b*tch was really lyin'
Designer fabrics, I be buyin'
The police come, you better hide it
No I'm not boxin', but I got a title
Pray to the lord, I be readin' the bible
Poppin' these percies, b*tch I got the Idas
Gold chains, just like Midas
Private party, you not invited
I love my momma, I bought her a diamond
[Bridge: OG Don]
Keep my Tec' tucked, I don't give a f*ck about your vest, bruh
I'm next up, red coupe, that b*tch look like ketchup
f*ck the police, I won't never ever fess up
You had somethin' goin' but yo' stupid ass messed up

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
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*tch (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*tch, oh, yeah