Banana Clips

[Intro: Roddy Ricch] (CashMoneyAP) Gotta take care of the killers Yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] 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 [Verse 1: Roddy Ricch] 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 [Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Lil Skies] 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 (Ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Lil Skies] We gon' slide on 'em, lay 'em down if the beef real Sippin' meds, I don't want a cup if it's not sealed (Yeah) We on your head, playin' with my brat, he can get killed (Yeah) Fuck the feds, middle finger up, that's just how I feel (Go) Coast to coast, state to state, we really do the most Foreign hoes, pretty toes, wan' be in my videos Now I'm on, I gotta watch my back I know these niggas plottin' on me, wanna know where I'm at You was loyal then you changed when I got my racks Funny how the game goes when your life's on track I gave my brother 50 thousand, he went right to the trap Made a profit, now he up and he all over the map [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] 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 [Open Bridge] [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] 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