This is a song about "Banana creme"

Somebody hold the banana, clip

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,