This is a song about "Extra juicy banana"

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

The jiggas and the tips

With gats, extra mags and clips

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

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

And i was in loath, i would never get over you, ever, sarah

I don't need to see their faces when i've finally blown,

Three dorra extra fo dorra extra if you wanna take that shit home

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

So retarded you forgot your extra fuckin' chromosome

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I'm so insane, i'll push a banana in your ass

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,