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)