Murda Beatz and YNW Melly ‘Banana Split’ Song Lyrics ft. Lil Durk

Check out the song lyrics of ‘Banana Split’ ft. Lil Durk by Murda Beatz and YNW Melly

Ay (homicide, ay, bow)
If you f**k with Murda, it’s a homicide (I’m in the booth, bow, all the way Elli’, bow)
If you f**k with Melly, it’s a homicide (all the way up, bow, bow)
f**k, get away with murder, on the homicide (now I’m on the beat with Murda, bow, bow)

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(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)It’s a red dot in your window
When you go to sleep, a extendo
A nigga softer than a f**kin’ pillow
Buy Tempur-Pedic, that’s super soft
Bih wanna eat on the d**k, 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’ f**k on your b***h, huh (your b***h)
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 d**k, it’s delicious, huh (delicious)
Whippin’ the 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 violence, lil’ b***h (slatt, lil’ b***h)

Okay pop that bottle, lil’ b***h (lil’ b***h)
Go pop you a molly, lil’ b***h (lil’ hoe)
You say that you with it, I hope that you with it, I hope that you got it lil’ b***h (uh-uh)
Okay, yeah, you got it, lil’ b***h, huh (lil’ b***h)

I see it, I spot it, lil’ b***h, huh (lil’ b***h)
I’m all in the troop with the stick, huh (the stick)
Melly koala, lil’ b***h, uh, up (lil’ b***h)
Swallowed the b***h like a demon or somethin’, you know what it is (mhm)

And she swallowin’ all of my semen, or somethin’ (yeah)
I think that the throat finna have my kids (my kids)It’s a red dot in your window
When you go to sleep, a extendo
A nigga softer than a f**kin’ pillow
Buy Tempur-Pedic, that’s super soft

Bih wanna eat on the d**k, huh (yeah)
Bih wanna go hit a split, huh (split)
I don’t want that sundae, f**k that banana split (yeah)Hop out the couple with a Glizzy (Glizzy)
Melly gon’ f**k on your bitch, huh (your b***h)
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 d**k, it’s delicious, huh (delicious)
Whippin’ the white in the kitchen, huh (the kitchen)

Ain’t no reminiscin’ (no)If you f**k with Murda, it’s a homicide
If you f**k with Murda, it’s a homicide
Murda on the beat, it’s a homicide
Murda on the beat, ain’t no suicideI’ma keep speakin’ the fact
Niggas be tryna compete with the netCrushin’ my arm when I pop me a set

Murda on the beat, don’t get murdered 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 him shoot and I’m not too impressed

Now who involved today? The niggas one call away
Get head in my car today, put diamonds on Cartier
I really do what I wanna
Rob Diss died before the summer
It ain’t pure, and I 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 seat (this a murda on the scene)
Call it what you want (call it what you want)

Correct 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, yeahIt’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 (split)

I don’t want that sundae, fuck that banana split (yeah)Hop out the couple with a Glizzy (Glizzy)
Melly gon’ f**k 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 d**k, it’s delicious, huh (delicious)
Whippin’ the white in the kitchen, huh (the kitchen)
Ain’t no reminiscin’ (no)It ain’t no reminiscin’, ain’t no bompetition, yeah
YNW Melly
And this is only the beginnin’, baby
If you f**k with Murda, it’s a homicide, straight up