chris travis – bananas lyrics
[intro]
this that motherf-ckin’ phonk sh-t
[verse]
this that motherf-ckin’ memphis triple 6 sh-t
mixed with some trill sh-t
middle fingers up to them n-gg-s that don’t feel this
yeah b-tch i’m in your hoe
p-ssy swoll’, i kill’t it
this my type of flow, i know you b-tches feel it
gave my drank to my b-tch, she bet’ not spill it
ridin’ h-lla clean and you know i’m [?] them b-tches
swervin’ lanes [?]
f-ck polices and their tickets b-tches
always wanna kick it but i’m out here try’na get it
and i’m blowin’ purple flowers
i’m gone for about 4 hours
i’m higher than them towers
blunts we smoke about the hour
your sh-t loud but i’m louder
you n-gg-s sober cowards
i’m rollin’ up that power
she pay it then i [?] her
i’m f-ckin’ on his main b-tch
i’m f-ckin’ with her best friend
had them for a night, turned them b-tches into lesbians
trill n-gg-s show you n-gg-s where to go
love is our war when you f-ckin’ with a d-mn hoe
bananas!
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