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young mezzy - bananaguy lyrics

[intro: brake
& chi chi]
lil ass uo
ay, comeback
(what’s happening, chi chi?)

[verse 1: yo]
change my name to the kid, that’s another goat
nordic to basque with another hunnid’ boat
we be moving some ass, yeah, a lot of, though
we be rapping about cash, yeah, a lot of, though
he moving state to state with a lil b+tch
my mistake, yeah, now we eatin’ steak
rappin’ on some f+ckin’ boo+er babes
call ‘em flabébé the way that they change
referencing sh+t, you don’t know how to take
k!lling cops with the help of the drops
twitching sh+t like i am paranoid
this sh+t got me f+cking paranoid
you rappin’ ‘bout dope but you still can’t cope
we be runnin’ on lil boat that got them hoes runnin’ (like runnin’)
referencing sh+t, you don’t know how to take, with my b+tch (he runnin’)
going from hats off to hats on
we rappin’ with the hats on
like it’s caps on, f+ckin’ hoe, no
oh, no, lil hoe, lil bo, ho+oh, like peep
running sh+t since 2019
we be k!lling teens, f+ck around like i got another label
i’m only 10 if it’s real by the label
changing age like i’m f+ckin’ lil tim
droppin’ sh+t like i’m f+ckin’ lil brim (stim beacon down)
you’re not rappin’ bout sh+t you don’t know how to cope
you’re rappin’ ‘bout a b+tch, lil bro, you’re the snitch
f+ckin’ on me like i’m a b+tch
i’m travis the way that i f+ckin’ sing
you’re bandaged the way that you f+ckin’ swing
swing or get swung, sh+t told by the real
bro, you’re too young, let me make you a deal
how ‘bout 20? too broke, no way, that’s real?
oh, lil c+nt, no f+ckin’ a to the u
nah, ‘cause i always say “f+ck you”
yeah, i got a pc, but it’s ain’t no free
man, shut the f+ck up, lil wee wee
oh, i just thought of that, pro tassie
watchin’ sh+t, f+ck, man that’s classy
they always suck d+ck, not my sh+t
when this verse end? yeah, i’m tired, sh+t
reasonin’ for mewtwo sh+t
referencin’ sh+t you don’t know how to take
coppin’ dope, bro, i got a new scope
extended glock, i’m coppin’ tim
no way that bradford gon’ make this slim
guess the a of the g, somebody call him e
straight outta stockton, stockholm
rather go to the alps, it’s crazy sh+t
yeah, i wanna cuss, there’s a beer
you a lil p+ss, man it’s all clear
but it’s all near, shh the f+ck up
10+99, gon’ break your spine
arianna, astra or ghana?
10+65, got a lotta’ cash
10+13’s, the easy bend
and we beef, 13’s, no problems ‘nymore
no ovo still copped’ four drac’s
rewriting, called b+tch, now fighting (yeah)
yeah, it’s exciting
ready for the outro
lil b+tch dead
1069, give me o+five
(yeah)

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