Juice WRLD - Dylan (DeLorean) lyrics

Mhm over and over in a DeLorean
I'm turnin' back to a demon
Just call me Dylan
Triple nine spinnin' 'round on my forehead
One minute it's nine, next minute sixes
I blame it on the drugs and the success
I blame it on the witches and the fishnets
I blame it on the devil in my conscience
Rebel, heavy metal
Demons playin' my guitar riffs

It's 2: 25 in the mornin'
Lookin' in the mirror
Percs killin' all my torment (Okay)
4: 25 in the mornin'
Amsterdam 'shrooms got me up
In hеll roamin' (Okay)
Lookin' at myself from below
Body sittin' on the bed
Spirit underneath the floor
Heart out in space
And it's gettin' kinda cold
Feel like I don't got no space
So I gotta leave home
In a different realm, roamin' in my skull
Woke up with devil horns in my head
Losin' all control
I look back in the mirror
To see what's goin' on
It's all become clear, Juice WRLD is gone

Mhm
Over and over in a DeLorean (Skrtt, skrtt)
I'm turnin' back to a demon
Just call me Dylan (Skrtt)
Triple nine spinnin' 'round on my forehead
One minute it's nine, next minute sixes
I blame it on the drugs and the success
I blame it on the witches and the fishnets
I blame it on the devil in my conscience
Rebel, heavy metal
Demons playin' my guitar riffs

I'ma do what I'm best at, I guess
Try to change the world off the drugs
It's a process
Oh, I'ma ball 'til I fall, baby, all day
Been through it all, baby, livin' in Hell
That is what you call it
Don't call my phone right now, goin' insane
All alone right now when I'm
Stuck in my brain with a room full of people
Still feels the same
White M's, A 215's make me feel okay
The devil's set up shop
He been pumpin' shit in my veins
I need another doc
Pray that Dr god is on the way
Satan wrote me a prescription
For them blue pills, ayy
A few pills have me too lit, can't be saved

I need another doc
Pray that Dr god is on the way
A few pills have me too lit, can't be saved

Mhm over and over in a DeLorean
I'm turnin' back to a demon
Just call me Dylan
Triple nine spinnin' 'round on my forehead
One minute it's nine, next minute sixes
I blame it on the drugs and the success
I blame it on the witches and the fishnets
I blame it on the devil in my conscience
Rebel, heavy metal
Demons playin' my guitar riffs