Kamala Harris Lyrics

I just flew over to Paris to fuck me a bad bitch like Kamala Harris

Your eyesight must be bad, you need some carrots

Only repeat shit, uh, you must be a parrot

Quit playin' grow a pair, can't hang go over there

Got two hundred thousand on your neck

What you doin' spendin' all of that?

Smokin' dope, writin' checks, don't understand how you can flex

The other day, you was just broke

The other day, you was just poor

The other day, you was beggin' for more

Bitch, stop beggin' for more

Yeah, stop beggin' for more

Yeah, stop beggin' for more

Yeah, stop beggin' for more

Yeah, I was flyin', first class I looked down, saw your ass

The shit I just ate just cost more than you can comprehend

I told you I got them racks

Oh wait, I see it now

You was fake competing with me, better tap out

Callin' up the bank for loans

Your debt, can't even buy my house

If I had your girl, I would spend more on her

If I was in your booth, I would spit something harder

If I was in your shoes, I would walk a little farther

If I was you, bitch, I would be a better father

Talkin' shit real all you can do

I knew you were fake, I could tell by your shoes

Crawlin' over to the bank for some money

Crawl over to me, I'll throw your ass a penny

Yeah, I get stingy

Yeah, I don't burn through my money

I keep that shit on me, yeah

I just flew over to Paris to fuck me a bad bitch like Kamala Harris

Your eyesight must be bad, you need some carrots

Only repeat shit, uh, you must be a parrot

Quit playin' grow a pair, can't hang go over there