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letra de bananaguy - young mezzy

[intro: brake
& chi chi]
lil ass uo
ay, comeback
(what’s happening, chi chi?)

[verse 1: yo]
change my name to the kid, that’s another goat
nordic to basque with another hunnid’ boat
we be moving some ass, yeah, a lot of, though
we be rapping about cash, yeah, a lot of, though
he moving state to state with a lil b-tch
my mistake, yeah, now we eatin’ steak
rappin’ on some f-ckin’ boo-er babes
call ‘em flabébé the way that they change
referencing sh-t, you don’t know how to take
k!lling cops with the help of the drops
twitching sh-t like i am paranoid
this sh-t got me f-cking paranoid
you rappin’ ‘bout dope but you still can’t cope
we be runnin’ on lil boat that got them hoes runnin’ (like runnin’)
referencing sh-t, you don’t know how to take, with my b-tch (he runnin’)
going from hats off to hats on
we rappin’ with the hats on
like it’s caps on, f-ckin’ hoe, no
oh, no, lil hoe, lil bo, ho-oh, like peep
running sh-t since 2019
we be k!lling teens, f-ck around like i got another label
i’m only 10 if it’s real by the label
changing age like i’m f-ckin’ lil tim
droppin’ sh-t like i’m f-ckin’ lil brim (stim beacon down)
you’re not rappin’ bout sh-t you don’t know how to cope
you’re rappin’ ‘bout a b-tch, lil bro, you’re the snitch
f-ckin’ on me like i’m a b-tch
i’m travis the way that i f-ckin’ sing
you’re bandaged the way that you f-ckin’ swing
swing or get swung, sh-t told by the real
bro, you’re too young, let me make you a deal
how ‘bout 20? too broke, no way, that’s real?
oh, lil c-nt, no f-ckin’ a to the u
nah, ‘cause i always say “f-ck you”
yeah, i got a pc, but it’s ain’t no free
man, shut the f-ck up, lil wee wee
oh, i just thought of that, pro tassie
watchin’ sh-t, f-ck, man that’s classy
they always suck d-ck, not my sh-t
when this verse end? yeah, i’m tired, sh-t
reasonin’ for mewtwo sh-t
referencin’ sh-t you don’t know how to take
coppin’ dope, bro, i got a new scope
extended glock, i’m coppin’ tim
no way that bradford gon’ make this slim
guess the a of the g, somebody call him e
straight outta stockton, stockholm
rather go to the alps, it’s crazy sh-t
yeah, i wanna cuss, there’s a beer
you a lil p-ss, man it’s all clear
but it’s all near, shh the f-ck up
10-99, gon’ break your spine
arianna, astra or ghana?
10-65, got a lotta’ cash
10-13’s, the easy bend
and we beef, 13’s, no problems ‘nymore
no ovo still copped’ four drac’s
rewriting, called b-tch, now fighting (yeah)
yeah, it’s exciting
ready for the outro
lil b-tch dead
1069, give me o-five
(yeah)

- young mezzy

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