BANANAS (feat. Jake, Sami-el, Saveozzy & Blarkbird)

You are looking for the best size We are out here looking for the best prize We connect here, looking for the next line Esther, leave here! I'm looking for the best verse (Huh!) Nicki, Did you miss me? When I get back baby, would you kiss me? I can't look back, it's looking like a mystery Can't put my finger on it but you looking like a pastry How am I even supposed to do this looking like a rookie Crypto was the only means that got me feeling like a bookie Made so much from it nigga I wasn't looking at my pay slips Yeah bitch, I wasn't looking at my pay slips (Looks like I was made to do this!) I ain't Superman, you ain't Loise Lane So I ain't here to save your fucking ass This ain't Marvel, so go ahead and lose your fucking class You just wan jump just so I can lose another fucking glass Haha, it's a fucking trap Crap, I missed her, Mister stop her Tried to get her back in, I hope she's nobody's sister Sneaked that, Slapped that, Snapped that, Hit that, At the end of the day bitch I'm still not gonna eat that. Go bananas, on this soundtrack I'm coming like Timecop in cargo shorts Like it, cause it's vibing; the bounce has got you moving gently Et si tu veux que je te donne des points, Tu va me payer car c'est vraiment chèr La vie ne donne pas a tous le souffrance, d'autres y arrivent facilement Je marche, chaque jour Dans les rues dûres Ça me fit, qu'on Samedi, tout mes amis, à la party Toutes nos investissement vont dans les coffres du big man Il y a rien que tu peut fait du tout, c'est le way, ne bouge pas They don't want my grace Cause I make them craze Puffing j's with the man dem say Say the boy no face Make I rest my case Can't complain Spark the fire in I'm a super being Little niggas wanna beef But I got the street You got niggas with no teeth Yo you really love my shit But I'm freestyling Jafar got the beat Blarky tell dem what I mean So the man them pull up in the place like "Heys" "Don't let me give you little craze Pass my zoot don't let me change your face Into something you won't recognize again" Heard them man dem looking for the boy 'pon the yard Pulling up some strings like I'm playing a guitar Watch her light her cigar She ah burn like fire I know you got the juice Gyal pull up my yard So I be like... Hold up b, don't text me You gon get me in trouble, you don't stick to directions You can get a call across if you need attention Texts leave trails I don't like to get mentions So I tell her one time,bad gyal touch your toes I know you got the badder figure,24 I know you live across,just the room next door So I gotta take it off, you don't need no clothes That's how it goes The story mode At the end of the night I'm the hero Tell a bad bitch touch your toes (Tell a bad bitch touch your toes) That's how it goes The story mode At the end of the night I'm the hero Tell a bad bitch touch your toes (Tell a bad bitch touch your toes)