Kim K

Look Why when I do this shit they mad When they do this shit they glad On my way to get that bag No discounts on 5th Ave.! Black girl who's angry Media can't stand me I may never get this Grammy But I'mma feed my family! It's just me and my bitches Swear I just love when it don't have to be 'bout no niggas I get to be in my feelings Talkin' that talk, I'm bout to walk in my thoughts, listen! Wuzzup with all you black women? I date a black man named Idris You say "[I'm] ghetto, he trippin," You'd rather him with white women How you don't like me, no When you just like me, oh! I know it must hurt He fuck with me and he don't want her! That's why I should be the bridge for you bitches That'll help you to get over these niggas! 'Cause I don't trust no one like that And I ain't gotta get you back I let God handle you hoes Said a prayer for you on the low Wish I could be a Kardashian so I could be black They ask if it's real, I say it's real fat Don't get caught up in facts 'cause ain't shit real And ain't shit funny, so fuck how you feel! O-o-o-ohhh Why couldn't Sylvia sign me over B5 Why all these percocets got me feelin' so alive I don't know why-y-y I gotta fuck with Blac Chyna She's such a lion, no Tyga She's just a constant reminder Niggas will sponsor vagina I ain't trippin', no No time, I'm too busy gettin' it on my own! 'Cause I don't trust no one like that And I ain't gotta get you back I let God handle you hoes Said a prayer for you on the low Wish I could be a Kardashian so I could be black Put my face over Pac, wear my braids to the back Throw a filter on that, 'cause ain't shit real And ain't shit funny, so fuck how you feel! O-o-o-ohhh Wish I could be a Kardashian, so I could be black Ooooh yeah, oh...