Go Bananas

I got the drip drop, icy hot wrist, that's a ice pack

Think I'm Tim Horton with the Ice Cap

I used to get caught up with all these thots (Forgot ‘em)

I never second guess, I shoot my shot (I got ‘em)

It's funny how I never check my watch (Still got ‘em)

Problems without Baby Gravy, we just (Solved ‘em)

He ain't got the loud pack, tell that boy to speak up (Speak up)

New side bitch, short and stout like a tea cup (Tea cup)

I might get myself some fake tits, get some D-cups (Ay)

Just so I can flex on my ex, she got C-cups

Check the patterns

We keep goin' bananas

I see you nanners slippin'

Watch the blue shell do some damage

We in the back (Bitch)

We passin six, five, four

Three, two, one, yeah, now we in the front (So I)

Spent a big check on a car

Yeah, I would if I could, yeah

Everything I make is hard

You will like it 'cause it's good, yeah

Shawty, you better be playin'

Sorry you misunderstood (Yeah)

Baby, what the fuck you sayin'?

Nothing good rhymes with good

I could take a piss on a drum and the song would go dumb

Anesthesiolo-wrist, make your shit go numb

Get a freezie with your bitch, buddy, you could be my son

Your mama lookin' like a fee-fi-fo-fum-head-ass-motherfucker

What's for supper?

She must think that I'm a sucker

I stumble when I mumble, I look lazy, yeah

I'm in the Bay with Baby Gravy, feelin' hazy, yeah

I'm finna get paid with the Paper Gang, we going crazy, yeah

I'm 'bout to get laid with a bitch that cook that swoup up daily, yeah

I'm in the Cadillac, bitches on

Chicken soup, the dinner song

Thick as fog, bitch's leg

Lookin like a cricket, dog

Kill 'em off, whip it up

Chillin' like a villain, God

Built a bong

Out of aluminum and a Cinnabon

And y'all ain't want no smoke with the clique, no

Lose your gold rope to my bitch, yeah

Tape been the name

Been the same, never fell off

On the way to a boat with them fellas

It's on the gang

Swoup