[Intro]
(Kid Hazel, you killed this)
I can't be like y'all man, y'all too scared to fucking — you scared to hit a lick, fuck you talking 'bout

[Chorus]
Banana bitch, monkey
They chopping it... money
They chopping shit, come for the money
You n***as be playing and we dumping
You pussy, you know how we coming
You n***as be running, we boming
You n***as like hoes, you talking
Your bitch wanna fuck me for something
I'm all about cash, 'bout my money
I'm only gon grind 'bout my money
I'm all about hanging with killers
And all of my n***as got pistols
And all of your n***as, they pussy
And all of my n***as, they real
And all of my n***as, they gangstas
And bitch, we came from the field

[Verse 1]
Yeah, bitch
Okay, I'm all about getting my money
I'm all about robbing you n***as
These n***as be talking like bitches
I'm pulling up with the big stick
Know I'm gon' air that bitch out
Know I'm gon' shoot this bitch up
Know I'm gon' fire this shit up
Know I'm gon' swing on a n***a
Pussy n***a scared to fight
Bitch I'm all about the stripes, Slimeball on the stripe
I'll slap a n***a out
You can get a trey-one
Pussy n***a, it ain't nothin', scared, put down the gun
I'm a 90s baby, bitch, all I know is fighting and shooting
Snatch a n***a out the coupe, riding around, no roof
Hanging out the sunroof
Shooting foreign clips too
Y'all n***as ain't 'bout it
Yeah, bitch, I'm the man
I'm the man in the 6
Better ask about the man
I get it for the low, call me Shawty Lo, damn near got your ho going low
She gonna suck Slimeball slow, real slow, I can love your ho
Y'all n***as better not play with me
You better cuff your ho 'cause I'll fuck your ho
[Chorus]
Banana bitch, monkey
They chopping it, money
They chopping shit, come for the money
You n***as be playing and we dumping
You pussy, you know how we coming
You n***as be running, we boming
You n***as like hoes, you talking
Your bitch wanna fuck me for something
I'm all about cash, 'bout my money
I'm only gon grind 'bout my money
I'm all about hanging with killers
And all of my n***as got pistols
And all of your n***as, they pussy
And all of my n***as, they real
And all of my n***as, they gangstas
And bitch, we came from the field

[Verse 2]
I'm from the 5 with the middle finger, you can call that the 6
I'm from PDE, n***a, you can call that the bricks
I'm 4L gang, you bitch
And y'all can't bang this shit
I might gangbang your bitch
You know we gang and shit
And I'm about shooting my choppa n***a, Slimeball love his stick
And I'm about profit, getting money
I'm all about selling a brick
I'm all about tricking this shit
Trick a n***a out his shit
Have a bitch trick a trick
Slimeball type of shit
That's how n***as get tricked
Trying to fuck with a bitch
Yeah, y'all n***as some pussies
Y'all n***as some rats
And y'all n***as some wannabees
And I'ma get money, and I got these hoes
These bitches, they come to me
Y'all n***as some frauds, y'all n***as some fakers
Y'all n***as wannabees
You wanna be Slimeball, but you pussy n***a, yeah, you under me
[Interlude]
Yeah, man, I just
Want y'all n***as to know that
If you don't like me, I don't give a fuck 'cause
You a fuck n***a anyway, bitch
Fuck you and everything you stand for
I'm 4L, bitch, straight up, gang shit, pussy
Slimeball
Slimeball, bitch

[Chorus]
Banana bitch, monkey
They chopping it, money
They chopping shit, come for the money
You n***as be playing and we dumping
You pussy, you know how we coming
You n***as be running, we boming
You n***as like hoes, you talking
Your bitch wanna fuck me for something
I'm all about cash, 'bout my money
I'm only gon grind 'bout my money
I'm all about hanging with killers
And all of my n***as got pistols
And all of your n***as, they pussy
And all of my n***as, they real
And all of my n***as, they gangstas
And bitch, we came from the field