HALAL MEAT (Rabba) lyrics

[Intro: Vanauley Stacks & Rolexx Homi]
(M-M-M-M-Money Musik)
Vanauley Music
Vanauley Stacks
Rolexx Homi
Mr. Comfortable
Yuh dig, ahhh

[Chorus: Rolexx Homi]
You n*ggas only chilling by the Rabba, by the Rabba
'Cause I got knocked with my Llama, with my Llama
Car goes 'round like it's karma, like it's karma
Who got your block hotter than a sauna, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba?

[Verse 1: Rolexx Homi]
The only reason why your trap house doing numbers
Tell 'em, 'cause I was locked up for six summers
'Member when they caught your homie riding on the scooter?
They chased him in the Banos, he pointing at the shooters
Right in front, right in front, they start popping shots
Bang, bang, anywhere, man, the homi' block
I wonder, who got your bro on that back block?
A bulletproof vest is not a laptop
f*ck that milk, n*gga, 'cause I’m lactose
Rest in peace to Premo
Headshots, point bank range, man, they lethal
I remember, sitting on a bench with a beagle, yuh dig
Now I send a text, and get a seagull, yuh dig
Don't get close is what they screaming
But my n*ggas getting close when they squeezing, yuh dig
My n*ggas getting close when they squeezing
[Chorus: Rolexx Homi]
You n*ggas only chilling by the Rabba, by the Rabba
'Cause I got knocked with my Llama, with my Llama
Car goes 'round like it's karma, like it's karma
Who got your block hotter than a sauna, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba?

[Verse 2: Vanauley Stacks]
Who got your homie? Now he’s October's Very Own (Damn)
Black Smithin, work white like an Oreo
Knock on the door, it's the pizza man, no Domino's (Yuh dig)
Shoot through the box pus*y n*gga, man, adios
Get in the car, tell the driver let's go, vamanos
n*gga, you ain't really in the trap, you in the studio (Facts)
Had your mama crying at night watching CP24 (Facts)
You don't wanna see S pop up like a cameo (Yuh dig)
Put that dot on your head like Ginobli, n*gga
Back in the day, gave us a drop, shoutout to Mo-G, n*gga
Haram gang, we leave your ass holy, n*gga
We don't give a f*ck, we going out like tony, n*gga
pus*y n*gga, you fake like your Rolex
Twin 9 milli's on me, man, they Taurus (Facts)
Visit your block off then I’m not a tourist, yuh dig
I leak shots, they run like they forest, yuh dig
Deezy said, "Shoot him", I shot him, yuh dig
We got the trap running like water, yuh dig
Deezy said, "Shoot him", I shot him, yuh dig
We got the trap running like water, yuh dig
[Chorus: Rolexx Homi]
You n*ggas only chilling by the Rabba, by the Rabba
'Cause I got knocked with my Llama, with my Llama
Car goes 'round like it's karma, like it's karma
Who got your block hotter than a sauna, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who? (Ha!)
Who got your homie by the Rabba, n*gga, who?
Who got your homie by the Rabba?

[Verse 3: Mr Comfortable]
Keep a Glock with a long clip
Watch what you rap about 'cause sh*t can go wrong quick
I’m just here to tell 'em n*ggas that they ain't on sh*t
I be coolin', but they want me back like I’m John Wick
Smoking dead n*ggas, sipping Henny, I’m so faded
Stay lowkey so they don't know where we located
sh*t, we the most hated
I swear that sh*t is so sacred
I know couple killers, but I don't rap about cold cases
Johnny got life, but he still tryna fight it
If he beat that appeal, real sh*t, I'll be delighted
When it comes to the beef, man, I really get excited
I can tell you a couple stories, but I might just get indicted
Who got your block hotter than a sauna, n*gga, who?
Got aim with that thang, you a goner if I shoot
Premo Gang be the set
They don't want it with the crew
R.I.P to Bonix
And my n*gga [?] too