(Intro)
Hello? What?! Oh wonderful, How’d that happen to you?
I mean how’d you tiff’s number?
Alright tell her I won’t puke in the car this time (Laughs)
(Coughing) What the fuck..
You going with the Goungo?
Have we situated this?
I don’t know
You gon’ drive?
I might not have a car
Then go with the Goungo
(Song Fades in)

(Hook 1)
(I got hoes, hella hoes)
Banana clip on my hip, boy don’t catch me
I might trip
Hit the switch, 40 click
Ba-na-nana-clip on the hip
Don’t catch me boy, shit might switch
Its about the get real raw in this shit
Smokin’ dope, hella dope
With the shits
I’m off the tookah
Off the loud pack , that’s loud pvck
Chicago bulls loud pack, that’s loud pvck
In the front of the car, going real far
Banana clip on the hip, don’t fuck with me n***a
Smokin’ dope in the fucking whip
Kenny, juan in this bitch, we fuckin hella shit
Makin money, spending bands
Getting all them tips
Got the flyest shit on the fuckin whip bitch

(Verse 1)
N***as talking money, n***as talk banana clip
That’s an 8 piece right to the fuckin neck
And a couple rounds left, if lil homie want it
He gon see me catch a body imma run up on him
Couple zips, couple zips, I got a couple licks
Flip em quick, I went from ounces to a fuckin brick
And now my n***as in the car
And we rap
And you n***as is laughin until you see something happen
My n***as gonna be rich
We ridin rari’s and shit
My n***as run on your clique
We spittin Fari’s and shit
And we ain't worried bout a goon n***a
Whatchu gon do n***a?
I’m with a bunch of baboons n***a

(Verse 2)
Uh, got the 40 on the hip boy
Don’t fuck with me, pull it out quick boy
Bust it at your face, you ain't talkin shit boy
We just go, with the flow
This the shit boy
Banana clips on the hip, that’s a fruit salad
Fruit basket, you n***as are fruit salad
Clap you up, turn you into swiss cheese
You n***as ain't nothing but some peas

(Hook)
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
(Got one on my right side, on my left side)
(We going ape on em)

(Verse 3)
Banana clip, my n***as
We got shenanigans
And we got anything you need
Banana clip, im on my hungry n***a
Sammich shit
And all my fuckin goons is on some savage shit
And n***as livin life, we on some lavish shit
And we be runnin up quick, like we on some rabbit shit
And I don’t fuck with n***as, who don’t fuck with me
And I don’t fuck with n***as, less they payin
I don’t fuck with fiens

(Pre-Outro)
Uh, banana clip on the hip
(Banana clip)
Banana clip on the hip
Boy don’t fuck with me
You can get hit real quick
With the switch
That’s a 30 to a 40, bitch!
Banana clip on the hip
That’s the fucking flip
I flip shit, hit them bricks
Hittin all them licks
Makin money, making bands
In the fucking car
In the fucking strip club spending all them bars

(Hook)
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
Banana clip, banana clip, on my hip
(Fade out)