
letra de volt vicious (remix) - officiallilmemer
intro (mtc beatz & jonas wright):
mtc
yo, hahaha, jonas wright on the beat
lil memer, hahaha
with the remix
yeah, ha
verse 1 (lil memer):
people who know peter piper know it spicy like pepper (word)
got it from joyner, i know i can do better (cuh)
reverse time, soon i’ll say “go get her” (yeah)
so triplin’ doubles do the trick, suck d-ck, now she writin’ me love letters (huh)
when he see it, then he need it, tightin’ bolts, eatin’ volts, keep it hard, keep my heart, and now someone-someone wanna (yeah) keep the boys apart. keep the boys apart, drive a car, down a lonely road so we 1st like mario kart (yeah, d-mn)
chorus (lil memer):
thirsty for speed, i’m f-ckin’ volt vicious (yeah)
some motherf-ckers wanna act all superstitious (cuh, cuh, cuh, cuh)
me and the boys aren’t fond of you b-tches (yeah)
y’all some maricones, now you takin’ off the britches
thirsty for speed, i’m f-ckin’ volt vicious (yeah)
some motherf-ckers wanna act all superstitious (yeah)
me and the boys aren’t fond of you b-tches (ayy)
y’all some maricones, now you takin’ off the britches (sh-t)
verse 2 (lil memer & mtc beatz)
back with the speed (huh)
rappin’ with me (huh)
half can’t see (yeah)
yeah, can’t see (grra)
y’all won’t let me talk, but i really wanna say (say)
make a diss track on me, i’ma fight if i may (yeah)
come at me with beef, i can out-rap you any day (woo)
(mtc) i’m a god, but my ego ain’t getting bigger (woah)
your f-ckin’ tattoo work looks like a d-mn sticker (hey, hey)
don’t pull up on me, before i pull the trigger (yeah, yeah)
y’all racist b-tches, always yelling “i hate-” (haha, no)
run that sh-t back (yeah)
b-tches in my honey askin’ “why you always funny?” (cuh, cuh, cuh)
i said “if you can make her laugh and giggle, then you can make the cheeks clap and jiggle” (haha) (mtc)
chorus (lil memer):
thirsty for speed, i’m f-ckin’ volt vicious (yeah)
some motherf-ckers wanna act all superstitious (cuh, cuh, cuh, cuh)
me and the boys aren’t fond of you b-tches (yeah)
y’all some maricones, now you takin’ off the britches (sh-t)
verse 3 (lil memer & jonas wright):
(hey, hey, hey, hey)
take my audience to another level
next year, yeah, i’m becoming a boxer, yeah
but i’m thinking about…
think about my rap career soon, yeah, b-tch, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
thinking of days
think about the days, yeah
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