Kitty Pryde
Текст песни Orion's Belt

Feat. Riff Raff

Kitty Pryde:
Rap game Taylor Swift, 45 on my hip
And I'll lift off, a switch up hip hop with Riff
Datpiff, no downloads 'cause I am not gifted
I sift in through the shit on Twitter, I wanna quit it
But I spit it on the beautiful Lou
And to the Kitty lovers, baby you are beautiful too
Blonde haired girls that put the youth in the crew
And if you bring me around, I'll put some youth in you too, boo
I am the rap game tease and the trapper
I bes with the adderall fiends and the assholes
Wee, I can rap, I'm not mean, but you're whack
In the backseat cypher's hyper on the track, wee

[Chorus: Kitty]
Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap
I'm not mean, but you're whack, mean-mean, but you're whack
Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap
I'm not mean, but you're whack, mean-mean, but you're whack

[Riff Raff verse:]
When it comes to hateful words, I got skin like a rhinoceros

Diamonds on my binder, fourth grade I was immaculate.
Reading and writing, arithmetic, my favorite mathematic
Marked my paper more than average, you bastard rappers you could play in traffic.
The way I ball, I could've played for Toronto Raptors
Olympic swimmers from Nigeria, emeralds in my ends
So far from clear cause they resemble frozen lettuce
91 degrees out and buzzin', you ever seen melted lime jello?
Did I confuse you losers? I pull up in the candy relish
Rap game peppermint patty and the lavender bumble bee jackets
Your girlfriend's vagina? Smells like bumble bee tuna
She duct taped me to the dumpster, otherwise I would've left sooner
Riff

[Chorus:]
Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap
I'm not mean, but you're whack, mean-mean, but you're whack
Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap
I'm not mean, but you're whack, mean-mean, but you're whack