"Schweppes (Fast)" lyrics
Ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout today
Ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout tod—
R-ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout today
No high speed chasin', yesterday was straight
Cruisin' in a spaceship, dash light hit my face
Go, go, go—
Go, go, go—
Go, go, go, go, go, go
3 a.m., these niggas sleepin', I'm wide awake
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my case
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my c—
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my case
Same shit, different day, man, I need an escape
Tired-tired of the crib, I want a damn estate
Don't be lookin' at me funny 'cause you can't relate
My bitch trap harder than you niggas, why the fuck is that?
Nigga better run up a sack after you done with this track
I'm with my daughter, gettin' to know her, I'm makin' paper planes
I'm fly as fuck, my Jeremy Scott's got the fuckin' wings (My Jeremy Scott's got them wings)
There's stars outside, but she'd see the ones in the roof
I'm matched your song with your life, you not tellin' the truth
Crazy how I feel alone in a full room
Crazy how I feel alone in a full r—
C-crazy how I feel alone in a full room
Tonight must feel what I feel 'cause it's a full moon
I'll beat a bitch, I'll put you down, want you to fully bloom
Shit, my partner died and that shit hurt knowin' he couldn't move
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with death
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with d—
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with death
Keep God on my side for every damn step
Pushin' up about my bread, I'm countin' every rep (Rep)
Put Tris inside a Ginger Ale, I might pour in a Schweppes (Yeah, yeah, Schweppes)
Ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout today
No high speed chasin', yesterday was straight
Cruisin' in a spaceship, dash light hit my face
Ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout tod—
R-ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout today
No high speed chasin', yesterday was straight
Cruisin' in a spaceship, dash light hit my face
Go, go, go—
Go, go, go—
Go, go, go, go, go, go
3 a.m., these niggas sleepin', I'm wide awake
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my case
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my c—
Convicted as a felon, but I beat my case
Same shit, different day, man, I need an escape
Tired-tired of the crib, I want a damn estate
Don't be lookin' at me funny 'cause you can't relate
My bitch trap harder than you niggas, why the fuck is that?
Nigga better run up a sack after you done with this track
I'm with my daughter, gettin' to know her, I'm makin' paper planes
I'm fly as fuck, my Jeremy Scott's got the fuckin' wings (My Jeremy Scott's got them wings)
There's stars outside, but she'd see the ones in the roof
I'm matched your song with your life, you not tellin' the truth
Crazy how I feel alone in a full room
Crazy how I feel alone in a full r—
C-crazy how I feel alone in a full room
Tonight must feel what I feel 'cause it's a full moon
I'll beat a bitch, I'll put you down, want you to fully bloom
Shit, my partner died and that shit hurt knowin' he couldn't move
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with death
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with d—
One day you gotta go, that's why I don't play with death
Keep God on my side for every damn step
Pushin' up about my bread, I'm countin' every rep (Rep)
Put Tris inside a Ginger Ale, I might pour in a Schweppes (Yeah, yeah, Schweppes)
Ridin' late, it's late night, I'm thinkin' 'bout today
No high speed chasin', yesterday was straight
Cruisin' in a spaceship, dash light hit my face
