Banana

He killed that nigga but he wish he ain’t had to

Come with me I’m finna show you what this cash do

Foreigns out yeah, when we pass through (Skrt Skrt)

Better route found it, yeah I had to

Rest in peace my nigga, Kari told me stack them chips up

Then I run it up yeah, 50 on my wrist uh

In my city, it get greazy

Racks in the air, she count it for me

Bands on me when I walk through

What is you saying uh Watch who you talk to

I got banana clip, bring that chop through

I got my niggas, any city step through

I got banana clip, better lay low

That bitch go bananas, do what I say so

Know it feel good, when that case closed

See me in my city counting pesos

Ayy call up lil brodi, we gon’ flock them

Ayy keep a chopstick, that’s a hot stem

Ain’t no fog up in these diamonds, no flawed gem

Yellow VV’s on me, looking like throat phlegm

Copped a rollie, out in London call it Big Ben

Banana clip hold fifty, give yo wig ten

Feel another milli coming, that my six sense

Shawdi cool, but who the hell her thick friend?

Big steppa, you a flip flop

That ho bored, tell her go and make a TikTok

I’m from Seattle G, all we do is get guap

You a tattle tell… sucka you a big opp

Bands on me when I walk through

What is you saying uh Watch who you talk to

I got banana clip, bring that chop through

I got my niggas, any city step through

I got banana clip, better lay low

That bitch go bananas, do what I say so

Know it feel good, when that case closed

See me in my city counting pesos

Sitting in the south end, where it get janky

I know some niggas out here and they trynna take me down

I was taught to chase cheese, will keep on chasing until we make it out

Yeah I keep a NaNaNaaa

No talking, no BlahBlahBlaaah

No talking, just chalk him out

No drive-by, we walk him down

Yeah I am a Shotta

Smoke like I be bomboclaat

They hate ‘cause we on our way out

Whole world gon’ be like, “Ooh that’s Souf Souf”

Bands on me when I walk through

What is you saying uh Watch who you talk to

I got banana clip, bring that chop through

I got my niggas, any city step through

I got banana clip, better lay low

That bitch go bananas, do what I say so

Know it feel good, when that case closed

See me in my city counting pesos