WESTSIDE FUSKA Lyrics

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