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lirik lagu bananaguy – young mezzy

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[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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