Dork Rap

It's Rittz, bitch
 Shit, it's 4:44 and I'm talking on my money phone
 I've been stuntin' on 'em all summer long
 Your money gone, sweeter than some honeycomb
 Gettin' money long till you're freaking phone bill go on, cut it on
 Got some real homeboys, never done me wrong
 You could meet us at the top then if not, well
 You can fuck off and run along
 People flip on you like a somersault, doin' cart wheels
 Pourin' top-shelf liquor in my cocktail
 The Clintel crew comin' like the cartel
 Double-timing, but that's how I feel
 Better stay up in your lane, get in mine, hit the guardrail
 Trynna work, but the cards dealt
 And still flex on 'em like I'm doing curls with a barbell
 Traffic in and out my house like it's a yard sale
 I be in the crib with a blonde bombshell
 Livin' like a kingpin, did it with the inkpen
 Shit I'm sayin' make sense when it sink in
 I'm distinctive, pinky ring pimp
 Spittin' shit that you think spin in distinction
 Like the horn of a rhino, or elephant tusk
 Soarin' through the sky like a pelican does
 Snort a bunch of white, when I'm feelin' the buzz
 You sayin' you supported, I can tell you're jealous of us
 But that's cool with me, cause my fanbase thick
 You're wounded again, make the band-aid stick
 It's a movement, you can shit the campaign, bitch
 Light the fuse and I'm lit like a lampshade is
 Every verse, I'm going on one of my rampages
 Let the champagne fizz, I can show you how to get paid
 But they just went and stole my template
 Tryna copy me, but could never be this caliente, bitch
 Time for me to bring the hardcore back
 Got 'em feeling like déjà vu
 Anyone'll get it when I'm on a warpath
 And anybody in my way, I'm movin'
 Then I snuck in when I seen the door crack
 Then I made a new lane, make room
 Little girl shit, they be on that dork rap (Swag)
 Bunch of lame ass dudes, they don't never spit no real shit
 They be on that dork rap (I'm Lit)
 How the fuck do you support that? (Yeah)
 Thinkin' that you killin'? What I'm hearin' is beyond whack (Sizzle)
 It's like the industry done gone mad
 And I don't ever feel shit, every single song's bad (Fire)
 Where the fuck they find these boys at?
 I be on that real shit, y'all be on that dork rap (Swag)
 How the fuck could you support that? Suck my dick!
 Shit, I was gonna ease up
 People complainin' it's hard to keep up
 I'm like a lion inside of a herd of zebras
 What, I gotta dumb it down now cause everyone now sounds
 Like a down south rapper with a lean buzz?
 Shit, I'm like a volcano, I'm 'bout to erupt
 Bunch of A-List rappers get a D-plus
 You say I need to go?
 Please, I was better than 'em way before the goatee
 All I had was peach fuzz
 Lots of refer stickin' out my Nautica trunks
 I was young and makin' all my money from drugs
 Rollin' all my dollars, every one is a straw
 I never listened to my momma, told me "Johnny, be good"
 Finally made it as a rapper, never thought that I would
 If I knew then what I know, I'd have slowed down
 Finished school, got a degree, cause it was shocking to see
 This rap game is like a comedy club
 But you the one that's on stage gettin' laughed at
 Puttin' dye up in your braids, wearin' man bags
 Guess you need a place you can put your Tampax
 Thinkin' that you're hard with your tattooed tears and your hand tats
 I ain't hatin' on the kids
 Know a bunch of young dudes that'll never get caught trynna flop that
 One-track wonders, said they got racks comin'
 All of a sudden, they got nothin'
 Cause they fucked 'em on they contract, bitch
 Time for me to bring the hardcore back
 Got 'em feeling like déjà vu
 Anyone'll get it when I'm on a warpath
 And anybody in my way, I'm movin'
 Then I snuck in when I seen the door crack
 Then I made a new lane, make room
 Little girl shit, they be on that dork rap (Swag)
 Bunch of lame ass dudes, they don't never spit no real shit
 They be on that dork rap (I'm lit)
 How the fuck do you support that? (Yeah)
 Thinkin' that you killin'? What I'm hearin' is beyond whack (Sizzle)
 It's like the industry done gone mad
 And I don't ever feel shit, every single song's bad (Fire)
 Where the fuck they find these boys at?
 I be on that real shit, y'all be on that dork rap (Swag)
 How the fuck could you support that? Suck my dick!
 This is how y'all rap: "I be dressed up in tie-dye
 Got some old-school Vans on my feet
 Bout to go for a bike ride
 Got home, ordered crab rangoons and some fried rice
 Tofu for my vegan friends
 They spit bars, they don't look like they rap though
 My girl's trynna be a creep again
 All up in my phone, but she don't know the passcode
 I had it bad, yo
 Almost didn't finish college, I finally got a doctorate
 I coulda been a brain surgeon
 Fuck that, Imma do hip-hop instead
 Everything wavy, like a waterbed
 Spendin' all my cash that my father lent
 Ballin' out hard on my father's bread
 Go and do shows for the college kids
 And jump up and down on every song like 'Jump Around'
 But I ain't never heard of Everlast
 Take water bottles and I sling 'em at the crowd when I rap
 You can see 'em gettin' wetter (swag)
 Got a itch on my neck from my sweater tag
 Double-XL on the freshman class
 Say the word 'Lit' twenty times a day
 And I say the word 'Litty' twenty times when I text you back
 Sippin' green tea out a liquor flask
 Sold-out shows, ain't no tickets left
 Hella fresh, small-ass t-shirt
 Something that a middle school kid would have
 Everything that I wish I had, I got now
 Gettin' mad love when the boy's back in town
 Beside's Drake, I'm the 'G.O.A.T.', people love my accent
 I'm just glad dork rap's a style"
 Hold up dude, did you hear what I fuckin' just said!?
 Did you hear all those bars?
 Holy shit, it's so fuckin' lit!
 Dog! Dude, this shit's litty!
 Aight, let's go to Whole Foods... peace