Roddy Ricch - Banana Clip lyrics
Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.
[Roddy Ricch - Banana Clip lyrics]
(CashMoneyAP) gotta take care of the killers
Yeah, yeah, ayy yeah
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
These niggas ain't with me
Gotta keep the hold of my Smith & Wesson
Thinking 'bout them nights
When I was juggin' the safe and finessin'
Nigga I was broke, didn't have no money
Ridin' down Weston
Tryna get this cash money and
Flip it off the Pyrex
Now I been big poppin', ride in a big body
I got a green face
Rollie and they be slimin'
Nigga I'm the wave now
She wanna ride the tsunami
And these niggas been singin' all my songs
So they ain't tryna pay hommage
Feelin' like I hopped inside my bag now
Now my bitch been havin' every bag now
Ever since I done got it, I ain't bragged
Nah still wheel through Compton
Where the neighbor blue durag around
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
Yeah, yeah, ayy yeah
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
These niggas ain't with me
Gotta keep the hold of my Smith & Wesson
Thinking 'bout them nights
When I was juggin' the safe and finessin'
Nigga I was broke, didn't have no money
Ridin' down Weston
Tryna get this cash money and
Flip it off the Pyrex
Now I been big poppin', ride in a big body
I got a green face
Rollie and they be slimin'
Nigga I'm the wave now
She wanna ride the tsunami
And these niggas been singin' all my songs
So they ain't tryna pay hommage
Feelin' like I hopped inside my bag now
Now my bitch been havin' every bag now
Ever since I done got it, I ain't bragged
Nah still wheel through Compton
Where the neighbor blue durag around
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
Gotta take care of the killers
They tote banana clips
They ride on the gorillas
'Cause when you whippin' in the streets
Nigga the beef real
Either you kill or you be killed
Ride with the pistol on my seat still
Nigga get from 'round me
You can't be for real
They trappin' out my soul, out my body
My heart been beatin' still
'Cause a nigga been Hellcat
Slidin' in these streets still
Ready to make the choppa go
Bang like a Beat pill
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