This is a song about "Banana clip"

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

"clip is fully loaded got that cuete by my side"/

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Take a little bit of the shit, it quickly leads to me unloading my clip,

Full clip an automatic

Or who did, cause i did

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip