WESTSIDE FUSKA

Yeah, we're not gonna fall for a banana in the tailpipe
You're not gonna fall for the banana in the tailpipe?
It should be more natural, brother, it should flow out like this
'Look, man, I ain't fallin' for no banana in my tailpipe!"

Yeah
Shouts out to Westside Gunn
Y'all already know what's goin' on
Yo

Smell of Chanel in the bathroom
She also well in the bedroom
I had a dormitory room in college to myself, yo
Now I'm payin' student loans, inconvenience oneself
And now I'm makin' beats like everyday, supporting myself
But that's okay, 'cause I like makin' shit, like this soundin', hoe
Hit up my brother, for another
This DaBaby, "Let's go!"
And don't forget we got the dough, stackin' head to toe

Do you want some more? Knockin' on the door, Domino's
Makin' beats at my crib, a recording studio
Fell in love like twice, a very long time ago
Three times the charm, callin' a penalty free throw
She's so beautiful, like a painting by Michaelangelo
She's so beautiful, like a painting by Vincent van Gogh
Y'all already fuckin' know, don't you love this lil' flow?

Feelin' like the time at one of those late ass night shows
Or feelin' like the time you and I smoked that Overflo
We can jump in my UFO, while you sip Calypso
And later you 'gon play with the na-na, like it's a puppet show
And don't forget to go lock that door, pretend that you don't know
Cooked the whole brick on the stove, it was snow before