Banana (feat. Lil Mosey & Souf Souf)

Yeah, yeah, he killed that nigga but he wish he ain't had to
Come with me I'm finna show you what this cash do (big cash)
Foreigns up, yeah, when we pass through
Better road, found it, yeah, I had to
Rest in peace my nigga Kari, told me stack them chips (Kari)
And I ran it up, yeah, fifty on my wrist (bands)
In my city, it get crazy
Racks in the air, she countin' for me

Bands on me, when I walk through (what it is)
What is he sayin', uh, watch who you talk to (who you talk to)
I got banana, clip bring that chop through
I love my niggas, in the city step through
I got banana, clip had to lay low
That bitch go bananas, do what I say so (bitch)
Know if you good, uh, when that case close (case close)
See me in my city countin' Pesos (Pesos)

Called up lil' brody, we gon' flaunt that (flaunt)
Ay, keep a chopstick, that's a hot step
Ain't no fog up in these diamonds no, no flawed gem
Yellow VV on me lookin' like Toflan
Copped a Rollie out in London call it Big Ben (Ben)
'Nana clip, ho, fifty get yo' whip taken (gang)
Feel another milli' comin' out my sixth sense
Shawty cool but who the hell her dick friend?

Big stepper, you a flip flap
That ho boy tell her go and make a tik tok
I'm from Seattle, G, all we do is get guap
You a tattletale, sucka, you a big opp

Yeah, bands on me, when I walk through (what it is)
What is he sayin', uh, watch who you talk to (who you talk to)
I got banana, clip bring that chop through
I love my niggas, in the city step through
I got banana, clip had to lay low
My bitch go bananas, do what I say so (bitch)
Know if you good, uh, when that case close (case close)
See me in my city countin' Pesos (Pesos)

Sittin' in the south end, where it get janksy
I know some niggas out here and they tryna take me down
I was out to chase cheese
We'll keep on chasing until we make it out

Yeah, I keep a 'nanana
No talkin', no blah, blah, blah
No talkin', just chalk him out
No drive by, we walkin' down
Yeah, I am a shotta, duh
Smoke like I be bomboclat
They hate 'cause we on our way out
Whole world gon' be lackin'

Yeah, bands on me, when I walk through (what it is)
What is he sayin', uh, watch who you talk to (who you talk to)
I got banana, clip bring that chop through
I love my niggas, in the city step through
I got banana, clip had to lay low
That bitch go bananas, do what I say so (bitch)
Know if you good, uh, when that case close (case close)
See me in my city countin' Pesos (Pesos)



Credits
Writer(s): Filip Gezin, Georg Koelpin, Lathan Moses Stanley Echols
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