Kama Sutra (feat. BankrollBeez)

Fuz, this bitch is canoeing F*ck Brodie in this bitch he off of Yerk he doing backflips Fucked around and slapped three opp mommas, it's a hat trick F*ck copping just to reup, bitch, I like to rob shit Lame ass function when I pop out, it's a mosh pit Talking about the white boys in the city, bitch, I'm top five I'm smoking dead guys, mixed with wax, it got me so high Kicked the ugly bitch out the function, told her bye-bye You know I'm always posted in the O like a Buckeye First time I met her, bet I hit, I don't go on dates Let me see the boys, no cap, I'm hitting gas, no brakes If they ever catch me, god damn, I'll get the book, no face Why the f*ck he ask for half a quarter, should've said an eighth If you short my bag, I'm on your ass, even for one quarter Saying I'm the dad, joke's on her, I am not the father Fuz, you is a corn tortilla like an enchilada I know you read my book about your bitch, it's called Kama Sutra I'm popping out, I tell lil bro to bring his biggest pole It's on the flo, we sending hella shots, I call it give and go You ain't even clap back, so you don't need a pole I'm gon' shoot it off the dribble, off the pick and rope Niggas know they cannot slime beez, I'm from the slimy four So wrap it up, cause that's the end of that If we spinning niggas blocks, it ain't no getting back All I hear is rumors about these niggas ever spinning back Niggas talking tough up in them songs, we all know it's cap Tell them niggas quit the cap, they is not killing shit Niggas never even popped off, but shot the innocent Since you wanna start the problem, watch me finish it Punch a nigga up like Mortal Kombat, then I finish him The way a nigga get these bats going, bitch, I'm a businessman