Murda Beatz & YNW Melly Feat. Lil Durk - Banana Split

Mar 27, 2020 606

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Listen to the official audio of "Banana Split" by Murda Beatz featuring YNW Melly Feat. Lil Durk.

Lyrics

Ayy (Homicide, ayy, bow)
If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide (I'm in the booth, bow, all the way Elli', bow)
If you fuck with Melly, it's a homicide (All the way up, bow, bow)
Fuck, get away with murder, on the homicide (Now I'm on the beat with Murda, bow, bow)
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

It's a red dot in your window
When you go to sleep, a extendo
My nigga softer than a fuckin' pillow
Buy Tempur-Pedic, that's super soft
Bih' wanna eat on the dick, huh (Yeah)
Bih' wanna go hit a split, huh (Split)
I don't want that sundae, fuck that banana split (Yeah)

Hop out the couple with a Glizzy (Glizzy)
Melly gon' fuck on your bitch, huh (Your bitch)
No, I ain't rockin' Givenchy, huh (No)
Switched that shit to Saint Laurent
No, ain't no bompetition, huh ('Tition)
She eat up that dick, it's delicious, huh (Delicious)
Whippin' that white in the kitchen, huh (The kitchen)
Ain't no reminiscin' (No)

Okay, yet I might might agree
I'm bloody and yes I got my degree (Slatt)
That means I got knowledge on niggas who killin'
And really got bodies and 'bout all that body lil' bitch (Slatt, lil' bitch)
Okay 'bout that body lil' bitch (Lil' bitch)
Go pop you a molly lil' bitch (Lil' hoe)
You say that you with it, I hope that you with it, I hope that you got it lil' bitch (Uh-uh)
Okay, yeah you got it lil' bitch, huh (Lil' bitch)
I see it, I spot it lil' bitch, huh (Lil' bitch)
I'm all in the troop with the stick, huh (The stick)
Melly koala lil' bitch, uh, uh (Lil' bitch)
Swallow the bitch like a demon or somethin', you know what it is (Mhm)
She swallowin' all of my semen, or somethin' (Yeah)
I think that the throat finna have my kids (My kids)

If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide
If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide
Murda on the beat, it's a homicide
Murda on the beat, ain't no suicide

I'ma keep speakin' the fact
Niggas be tryna compete with the net
Crushin' my arm when I pop me a set
Murda on the beat, don't get murder for dat
Melly beat his case so I'ma send him a jet
I had to rob to get out of debt
You know what my killers'll do for the check (For the check)
I see 'em shoot and I'm not too impressed
Now who involved today? The niggas on call away
Get head in my car today, put diamonds on Cartier
I really do what I wanna
Rock this, that before the summer
It ain't pure, then don't really want it
Niggas hoes, call it what you call it
Murda on the beat (Murda on the beat)
Draco on the front (Draco on the front)
This a murda on the scene (This a murda on the scene)
Call it what you want (Call it what you want)
Crack me when I'm wrong (Crack me when I'm wrong)
Foe'nem dead and gone (Foe'nem dead and gone)
No indictments on the song (No indictments on the song)
Foe nem did 'em wrong (Foe nem did 'em wrong)
Yeah, yeah

It's a red dot in your window
When you go to sleep, a extendo
A nigga softer than a fuckin' pillow
Buy Tempur-Pedic, that's super soft
Bih' wanna eat on the dick, huh (Yeah)
Bih' wanna go hit a split, huh (Aplit)
I don't want that sundae, fuck that banana split (Yeah)

Ain't no reminiscin', ain't no bompetition, yeah
YNW Melly
And this is only the beginnin', baby
If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide, straight, right up