[Verse 1 Kitty Pryde] Rap game Taylor Swift, 45 on my hip And Ill lift up, 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 tell the Kitty lovers, baby, you are beautiful too Blonde haired girls that put the youth in the crew And if you bring me around, Ill put some youth in you too, boo I am the rap game tease, in the trap Where I bes with the Adderall fiends and the assholes Wee! I can rap, Im not mean, but youre whack In the backseat, cyphers hyper on the track Wee! [Chorus Kitty Pryde] Wee, I can rap, weewee, I can rap Im not mean, but youre whack, meanmean, but youre whack Weewee, I can rap, weewee, I can rap Im not mean, but youre whack, meanmean, but youre whack [Verse 2 Riff Raff] When it comes to hateful words, I got skin like a rhinoceros Diamonds on my binder, fourth grade I was immaculate Reading, writing, arithmetic my favorite? Mathematics Marked my paper more than average You bastard rappers, you should go play in traffic The way I ball, I couldve played for Toronto Raptors Olympic swimmers from Nigeria, emeralds in my ears So far from clear cause they resemble frozen lettuce 91 degrees out in Belgium, 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 girlfriends vagina smells like Bumble Bee tuna She ducttaped me to the dumpster Otherwise I woulda left sooner Riff [Chorus Kitty Pryde] Wee, I can rap, weewee, I can rap Im not mean, but youre whack, meanmean, but youre whack Weewee, I can rap, weewee, I can rap Im not mean, but youre whack, meanmean, but youre whack
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