This is a song about "Banana turds"

Long like a banana clip

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Ill spit first then shit turds and take the mic rip worse,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Somebody hold the banana, clip

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,

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho