🎵 Bananza (Touch The Ground) // by Lee Drilly

8 ContributorsBananza (Touch The Ground) Lyrics Drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze Rippy, Nazzy—(Touch the ground)(Like what, like what?) Hop out, tryna dump 'em down Kay and 'em slidin', that's hungry Hounds [Verse 1: Lee Drilly] Since 10, I been up in the field, bitch (On bro) 14, niggas copped a real grip (Facts) 15, we was tryna kill shit Free MB, I know he goin' fearless (Free MB) Free Spazz, 'cause we thought he [Verse 2: Lee Drilly] And why these rappers dissin' like it's up? (Like) And I been in the field 10 plus, like (Like, what?) Someone tell me why I ain't get touched (Why?) I know why, 'cause these niggas is butt Hop out Vs, let it fly for some fun And who gon' do what? They take shit on thе Hop, tell them niggas free Pun Goin' on 8 years, and y'all still ain't do nun' Wе was maskin' up before the pandemic, and my niggas had bread before Bandemic (On bro) He don't shoot, could tell by how he stand wit' it Right before he boomin', got his hands twitchin' (Why?) Tell the fans listen: Don't trust niggas if you scam wit' 'em You did drill wit' 'em, or you ran wit' 'em Heard you front on your mans, not safe [Verse 3: Lee Drilly] I was made for this shit, lose your life Tryna play in this shit, you could die Bitches sayin' it's lit in the streets Look both ways, and this shit could get bad (Milly!) I be wastin' that shit, you get bagged And I'm takin' that shit Ain't no duckin' these hollows, they made for this shit I just cut bitches off, like the cable and shit See, your mans like Curry Not 'cause he shoot shit, 'cause he 30 Your hoe got no drip, niggas dirty If I catch a dyke, I ain't showin' mercy