Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down
Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around
Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell
And even if i do i know my momma gon be well
Girls fast how jamaicans run
49. for a reason for treason,
Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow
4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho
Long like a banana clip
Get it back and shit
This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,
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