Banana

All I go banana tho

Like I don't fuck with cantaloupe

I strike pose for the canno hoe

I'm the sickest nigga, fuck an antidote

I don't know for the life of me

Why they wanna step to the mic with me

I don't do this shit for lights and cheese

I don't do this shit for likes I be

On my own shit on my grown tip

Sitting on my throne I control this whole bitch

I been in this tip since I had my phone flip

Now my phone lit shawty wanna come and hold dick

Aaaah haaaa

That's what happens when your passions automatic

You write a chorus, it becomes ballad

And the numbers in your bank looking balanced

Like I'm the baddest

Mike jack

I go banana

Coocoo its banana hey

I go banana

Coocoo its bananas way

I go banana

Coocoo its banana hey

I go banana hey

Coocoo is bananas way

It's the way that I roll

It's the way that I go

Make your way to the show

Then we ready go

That's right mamma come and act right

Don't act like I ain't got my raps tight

My past life sumin like a laugh right

But now I laugh on tracks watch a brother pass by

Got mad drive up early like a cab driver

I'm certainly the bad guy word

Questioning why I rap, I swerve

I ain't never gonna wait but I serve

Peep the menu tho

In my own lane, no contenders yo

No lo contendre ho

So don't pretend with me

Are you friend or foe?

Let's go

I go banana

Coocoo its banana hey

I go banana

Coocoo its bananas way

I go banana

Coocoo its banana hey

I go banana hey

Coocoo is banana's way

You know you wanna

It's coocoo, it's banana

You know you wanna

It's coocoo, it's banana

You know you wanna

It's coocoo, it's banana

You know you wanna

It's coocoo, it's banana