We got a fashion line
Even got dog poop bags at Target
Put our face on it

We gonna sell it
Even if it's %#@!ty



I'm Kris and I'm the main (*##$
And welcome to my sweat shop

You ask to get the day off
Well guess what, you get a throat chop
My pimp slap is strong

I get respect so easy
My kid's like, "Mom, how many times did you slap daddy?"
Screaming and yelling

Have more babies I can sell
Black guys love Kim
So now she's selling watermelon

No one loves Court
I'm trying to get her to kill herself
And then I'll sell the story

And that's one more book on the shelf
Damn, that was kinda $#&@ed up
Good thing I'm not a human

I'm an alien from planet cunt



We got a tampon line
Called Kardashians the real bloodsuckers
Our mom is crazy

Court's eye is lazy
I think I'm adopted