Jamie Slacks - BANANA Lyrics

Vibe to it, groove to it
I wanted people to dance, you know?
It's kinda shiny, right?
Kinda yellow and bright
Okay look

I'm a little too old to be bragging on my dick
Looking like a prick, with my OF hat backwards
OF jacket, man, I'm feeling like a bastard
Rocking slacks with it, damn, I'm fully outfitted
Now I'm walking out with it, got these bitches outwitted
Distracted, they can't help but notice
And everything I do is a magnum opus
This flow apocalypse like a swarm of locusts

And I'm not saying that I'm entirely good
And I'm not saying that I'm entirely bad
I just wanna hit the middle, that sweet-spot a little, girl
You need some better riddles, I've been figuring it out
This world's too small for a universal doubt
Is that a double entendre?
I double-dog dare you to fog the area
With your paraphernalia, oh shit, it spilt all on my genitalia
Better grab some napkins before the popo nail ya
They don't need a scale to know weight in the air
I'd love to share but you don't wanna get impaired
Get home safe now, I triple-dog dare ya
You know I care, yeah
I do, I do, I care
I care, yeah
I care, yeah
Big banana blunt with the sun on my chair, yeah

Yo, what the f*ck am I on man?
Talking all this shit like a con-man
I'm way too motherf*cking gone, man
I better take my time and say an amen

Aw man, aw man, I'm feeling like Midas
Everything's golden but it's kinda one-sided
I better get humble, like a kick in the privates
Before I stumble on top of Flowseidon's trident
He keeps me afloat boy, that hot-head Aries
And I'm Gemini, so the air don't scare me
It's a dangerous mix, like water and earth
Mud sludges and sticks, to display our worth
We are but humans, mistakes are inevitable
But the stakes are high, some would say incredible
FDA testable, they said it's inedible
And you can put that shit, on my left f*cking testicle
I think in due time, we'll find we're real flexible
But as of right now, we fine with impressionable
Sections of our weapons keep ringing with the decibels
Because all of our conventions are easily contestable

And I'm not saying that we're entirely good
And I'm not saying that we're entirely bad
We just gotta hit the middle, that sweet-spot a little, world
We need some better riddles, I've been figuring it out
This world's too small for a universal doubt
Is that a double entendre?
I double-dog dare you to fog the area
With your paraphernalia, oh shit, it spilt all on my genitalia
Better grab some napkins before the popo nail ya