"SPEED RACER" lyrics
Billy Marchiafava & Roy Alfonso Lyrics
I got like 45 bitches on my dick
A bitch asked for a ride, I told her, "Take a Lyft."
Mattress stuffed with hundreds
I'm rich
Reach for my chain, and you'll get a stitch
Hundreds blue like Lilo & Stitch
Smack the fuck out of a dude named "Ric"
Smack the fuck out of a dude named "Steve"
I'll smack the fuck out of a dude named "Nick"
I'll smack the fuck out of a dude named "Chris"
What's his name? I'm smacking his shit
Billy back in the bitch. Cold cuts. How I'm slicing this bitch
Hit her from the back, make her call me "chief"
I'll hit her from the back, made her call me "chief"
Hit her from the back, made her say, "Thank you"
Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo
Bitch, say "Bless you"
Mom was off the Tylenol, when she was pregnant
My dad was off Newport's, when she was pregnant
My uncle was selling crack, when she was pregnant
You know, that's a lie
I don't have an uncle, but if I did have an uncle, he'd be fucking crackhead
If my music sucks, then how I get these streams then?
If my music sucks, then how do I have more money
If my music sucks, how about you try to make some music
You work at trader Joe's
Your life sucks
You work at Dunkin Donuts
Your life sucks
You work at Home Depot
Your life sucks
You work at Joanna Fabrics
Your life sucks
You work at the mall
You fucking suck
If you have a boss, call your boss "a chump"
Tryna get to a date but you gotta work in the morning
You gotta call off work 'cause you fucking suck
Your bitch on her knees in the back of my truck
Got a F 1 50. That shit go fast as fuck
Driving so fast, I can't see shit
Driving so fast, I might just flip this bitch
Driving so fast, the cops can't get me
Driving so fast, I drove on fucking water
Driving so fast, my car blew up
Driving so fast, my engine just exploded
Driving so fast, I crossed state lines and I'm
Driving so fast, I broke the law like 8 times
Fuck rap
I don't wanna rhyme
I just wanna make money
I just wanna make money
So, stream this song like 40 million times
If this was the 90s, I'd never make it
You're telling me you had to sell CDs out of your trunk to make it
How the fuck you get someone to listen to your music in the 90s?
Just by word of mouth
That's crazy
I'm independent as fuck
Still paid
And I'm independent as fuck
Still playing shows
I'm independent as fuck
By myself but if we talking Ms, labels, call my phone
A bitch asked for a ride, I told her, "Take a Lyft."
Mattress stuffed with hundreds
I'm rich
Reach for my chain, and you'll get a stitch
Hundreds blue like Lilo & Stitch
Smack the fuck out of a dude named "Ric"
Smack the fuck out of a dude named "Steve"
I'll smack the fuck out of a dude named "Nick"
I'll smack the fuck out of a dude named "Chris"
What's his name? I'm smacking his shit
Billy back in the bitch. Cold cuts. How I'm slicing this bitch
Hit her from the back, make her call me "chief"
I'll hit her from the back, made her call me "chief"
Hit her from the back, made her say, "Thank you"
Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo
Bitch, say "Bless you"
Mom was off the Tylenol, when she was pregnant
My dad was off Newport's, when she was pregnant
My uncle was selling crack, when she was pregnant
You know, that's a lie
I don't have an uncle, but if I did have an uncle, he'd be fucking crackhead
If my music sucks, then how I get these streams then?
If my music sucks, then how do I have more money
If my music sucks, how about you try to make some music
You work at trader Joe's
Your life sucks
You work at Dunkin Donuts
Your life sucks
You work at Home Depot
Your life sucks
You work at Joanna Fabrics
Your life sucks
You work at the mall
You fucking suck
If you have a boss, call your boss "a chump"
Tryna get to a date but you gotta work in the morning
You gotta call off work 'cause you fucking suck
Your bitch on her knees in the back of my truck
Got a F 1 50. That shit go fast as fuck
Driving so fast, I can't see shit
Driving so fast, I might just flip this bitch
Driving so fast, the cops can't get me
Driving so fast, I drove on fucking water
Driving so fast, my car blew up
Driving so fast, my engine just exploded
Driving so fast, I crossed state lines and I'm
Driving so fast, I broke the law like 8 times
Fuck rap
I don't wanna rhyme
I just wanna make money
I just wanna make money
So, stream this song like 40 million times
If this was the 90s, I'd never make it
You're telling me you had to sell CDs out of your trunk to make it
How the fuck you get someone to listen to your music in the 90s?
Just by word of mouth
That's crazy
I'm independent as fuck
Still paid
And I'm independent as fuck
Still playing shows
I'm independent as fuck
By myself but if we talking Ms, labels, call my phone
