Orion's Belt - Kitty, Riff Raff

Rap game Taylor Swift, 45 on my hip

And I’ll 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, I’ll put some youth in you too, boo

I am the rap game tease, in the trap

Where I be’s 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!

Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap

I’m not mean, but you’re whack, mean-mean, but you’re whack

Wee-wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap

I’m not mean, but you’re whack, mean-mean, but you’re whack

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 could’ve 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 girlfriend’s vagina smells like Bumble Bee tuna

She duct-taped me to the dumpster

Otherwise I woulda left sooner

Riff

Wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap

I’m not mean, but you’re whack, mean-mean, but you’re whack

Wee-wee, I can rap, wee-wee, I can rap

I’m not mean, but you’re whack, mean-mean, but you’re whack