Banana Split Lyrics

I'm in it to win it

On god

Walking in Neiman's

So fire

My fit came straight from Venus

So hot

Brody be capping out his cap

But that shit ain't fitted

It ain't fitted

Yeah I go straight bananas boutta make that hoe banana split

She love to check my jewelry out

Like ice age I be just like Sid

Bitch's love to pull they cameras out

I'm posing for a fucking flick

Yeah I used to rock them hand me downs

Got Balenci's on the fucking kicks

On my fucking kids

Ima pull my choppa out

So it can blow a fucking kiss

Baby going stupid on the dick she love to babysit

Rocking V-lone like home alone I got a couple tricks

Yeah

Got a couple treats

Yeah

Ya main plug hit me up I gotta feed the streets

I gotta get out so they ain't getting in my fucking beef

I took the PJ for a flight then I touched down in Greece

I'm on vacay with my baby got them satin sheets

Shorty go back back back

In the club she a freak no cap cap cap

She a princess in the mob homie that's fax fax fax

I relax to ease mind they all like this and that

Yeah I think it's just my time I couldn't come in last

I'm in it to win it

On god

Walking in Neiman's

So fire

My fit came straight from Venus

So hot

Brody be capping out his cap but that shit ain't fitted

It ain't fitted

Yeah I go straight bananas about to make that hoe banana split

She love to check my jewelry out

Like ice age I be just like Sid

Bitch's love to pull they cameras out I'm posing for a fucking flick

Yeah I used to rock them hand me downs

Got Balenci's on the fucking kicks