Kim Kardashian (feat. Tyga)

I'm not sleepy
Whatever the body asks for, we give it hell
Like Kim Kardashian, all operated, I bathe them in champagne
Come to the bathroom, Halloween, let's go, we get excited
Direct line, radios on alert, get ready

Ah-ah-ah, I don't roll a blunt
Ah-ah-ah, they know how I am
Ah-ah-ah, the Cartier shines
Ah-ah-ah, lots of bitches (fuck)

Uh!
That's how we go, man
Here it goes, buddy
Tyga
Oscar Maydon, ha

Diamonds look alive, bet she knows the vibe
They say no surprise, G4, G5 but I don't fly
23's on 45, test me and it's gonna fly
She just wants more of me

Ah-ah-ah, started from the bottom
Now it's drop tops in a lot, yeah
Ah-ah-ah, first they love you, then they hate you
Now I gotta talk my shit

Da-da-dando, the house, the chaos calls me
Let's go to the club
I bring them masked, with balaclavas my face doesn't show
I make a mess in the center, I feel like Toretto
I never die, I'm crazy and it's true, I am hell

Ah-ah-ah, I never roll the blunt
Ah-ah-ah, they know how I am
Ah-ah-ah, the Cartier shines
Ah-ah-ah, lots of bitches