[Intro: Juice WRLD]
(Ayo Adz going crazy)
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, I'ma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bitch, we don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, Imma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
Trapping out the country, need a Visa
They got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
Told all my opposition, life's a bitch, she finna leave ya, yeah
I'm finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (Uh)

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
Travelin' through the infinity, uh
You not that n***a, pretend to be, uh
All that bullshit do not get to me, uh
I am a spirit, an entity, uh
You just wan suck up my energy, uh
I am the realest since Kennedy, uh
You pussy ass n***as fuckin' suck, you sound the same
I spit thе pain, that's why these young n***as feel the samе
They know I bang
I'll pull a fuckin' pistol out the Range
And act insane
Murder these flows like I murder these hoe ass n***as
Where the fuck is your energy, bro?
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bitch, we don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, Imma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, yeah

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I ain't kickin', bitch, I'm bickin' it
I bought an island, I'm feelin' like Gilligan
Codeine on me, I can't stop sipping it
Dick in her mouth, she can't stop licking it
If I see the n***a that slid on my homie
I promise to God, I won't stop blicking 'em
AP watch, won't stop glistening
Bullet hit your heart, nitroglycerin, uh

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Boy, I get so fly that I could've been a stylist (Yeah)
Undercover tee and Goyard all on my wallet (What?)
What I spent on Wang, could've sent my bitch to college (Ayy)
Alexander McQueen, Number Nine my jeans
Yeah, I'm lookin' oh so clean, oh, uh, yeah, I get it now
These girls like the way I dress, so these n***as wanna steal my style
Never really cared, but these n***as tryna kill my style (Woah)
I'm not talkin' 'bout them n***as, there's too many girls around (Shh)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
We don't need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
On that dirt bike, I'ma lose control, I'ma speed up, huh
Speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
Trapping out the country, need a Visa
They got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
Told all my opposition, life's a bitch, she finna leave ya, yeah
I'm finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (Uh)