Kama Sutra Lyrics

Knock you off the map

B-Better stop it, you not slatt

YSL on my back

I'ma mix it with the Raf

Hit slime racks, he got racks, we got straps

On your ass I got ties like Yakuza, gimme brain like Medusa

Please dont play

I'ma shoot you

Blicks in position Kama Sutra

Spent like 50 up in Tokyo

Blue face like I'm Tookie bro

Like how you get that cash, I don't know

I'ma step up to that coin, Mario

Bitch, my money running just like cardio

She wanna fuck me at the function party, ho

I don't think you hear me, can you up the stereo

Reckless, young and reckless

Boy, you sweet as candy, why you got so many

Necklace

Know a couple demons, gonna leave a nigga neckless

Leave a nigga headless

They call me the chief, boy, I think I need

A headdress

Oh, you smoking who okay, bet, leave you breathless

Bitch, I got that drink, and them blicks like I'm Texas

I done fucked Mercedes and ina motherfuckin' Lexus

He's the one, he's the one directing traffic He is the one that rules fragrance, but he's

The one thats King Slime

Knock you off the map

B-Better stop it, you not slatt

YSL on my back

I'ma mix it with the Raf

Hit slime racks, he got racks, we got straps

On your ass I got ties like Yakuza, gimme brain like Medusa

Please dont play

I'ma shoot you

Blicks in position Kama Sutra

Spent like 50 up in Tokyo

Blue face like I'm Tookie bro