our founder is wired with...
[Verse 1: 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
[Hook: Kitty Pryde]
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
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