Fast Forward Juice WRLD

[Intro]
Uh
I'm in motherfucking California
Finna go to Berlin tomorrow or some shit
Uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, huh, I just got my passport, uh
Paul Walker in that Rarri, nigga, fast forward, uh
My life move too fast, fast, like you fast forward, uh, ayy
Slidin’ with the MACs in that black four-door, uh
Make a nigga flip like he do parkour, uh
Movie with his bitch, yeah, we shot a hard porn
Choppa shoot, shoot, shoot, like his name BlocBoy
Red dots, headshots, bloody dreadlocks, boy

[Verse 1]
Ridin' round I'm packing, in the trunk a automatic
If you want it, you can get it, like a TV, we give static
When I wake up in the morning, see a killer in the mirror
Used to have the same face, now, I look so unfamiliar
I’m not in the same place, I'm with the pros, you still play scrimmage
My pockets all green like Popeye, boy, you know I love my spinach (Uh-huh)
Money on your head, I send my brothers on a mission (Uh-huh)
If I wasn't fucking your bitch I would've went and did it (Uh-huh)
Rick Owens, rocking Rick while that bitch don't got shit goin'
You ain't rich, bitch I'm rich, better act like it
Bitch, you actin’ childish, you need to timeout it
Or go talk to your mom about it
You been saying the wrong things, you need to stay silent
I’ma remain the same, same, I'ma stay solid
Ran into a new abyss, I wonder if she riding
We gon’ see on the next episode of my life