Nash, Hall - RahBannga lyrics
[Nash, Hall - RahBannga lyrics]
Libertad! Libertad! Libertad! Libertad!
Rebenga!
(Libertad! Libertad! Libertad! Libertad)
Rebenga! From a friend you fucked
Ayo (Griselda) ayo
This the Fashion Week murderer
Face in a Raf Simons mask, chain burglar
Roll you in a Persian rug
Victim of the ghetto mess hall
Make sure you put the razor in his jello
Ringside, watching Canelo
Clip hangin' from the Heckler, went to plug
Yo me and Hector, pour out the nectar
For all my niggas under pressure
Doin like twenty bullets or better
I'm talkin' twenty chains on
The Moschino sweater
Look look
Leave a nigga layin' in the street
Broad day, fuck who outside, fuck whoever see
SE let them hammers bang, AKs, bananas hang
Pull up on you sprayin' on that
Corner where y'all stand and hang
Homie, you can't just approach me
Me and my brother brought the
Toughness to New York mason and Oakley
Snipe you through ya momma window
Paint the upholstery
I'm that nigga, okay? Listen closely
(You hear me?)
My homie upstate rockin' a rosary
Fifteen for an attempt
Somehow the nigga he shot lived
The nigga went and snitched
That's how these fake niggas is movin'
But it's greatness I'm pursuin' with
This gangsta shit I'm spewin'
Griselda Records, get out the way, nigga
We movin' we goin' to MTV Awards
And takin' niggas' Cubans (Ha ha ha)
I'm only rockin' Fashion Rebels shit
My bitch in couture fashion level shit
I'm the shit
Ayo, Amy Winter, call me later
So many SBs, you thought I was a skater
Hit 'em with the banger like Rebenga
Try to lock the yayo with a hanger
Amy Winter, call me later
So many SBs, you thought I was a skater
Hit 'em with the banger like Rebenga
Try to lock the yayo with a hanger
Rebenga!
(Libertad! Libertad! Libertad! Libertad)
Rebenga! From a friend you fucked
Ayo (Griselda) ayo
This the Fashion Week murderer
Face in a Raf Simons mask, chain burglar
Roll you in a Persian rug
Victim of the ghetto mess hall
Make sure you put the razor in his jello
Ringside, watching Canelo
Clip hangin' from the Heckler, went to plug
Yo me and Hector, pour out the nectar
For all my niggas under pressure
Doin like twenty bullets or better
I'm talkin' twenty chains on
The Moschino sweater
Look look
Leave a nigga layin' in the street
Broad day, fuck who outside, fuck whoever see
SE let them hammers bang, AKs, bananas hang
Pull up on you sprayin' on that
Corner where y'all stand and hang
Homie, you can't just approach me
Me and my brother brought the
Toughness to New York mason and Oakley
Snipe you through ya momma window
Paint the upholstery
I'm that nigga, okay? Listen closely
(You hear me?)
My homie upstate rockin' a rosary
Fifteen for an attempt
Somehow the nigga he shot lived
The nigga went and snitched
That's how these fake niggas is movin'
But it's greatness I'm pursuin' with
This gangsta shit I'm spewin'
Griselda Records, get out the way, nigga
We movin' we goin' to MTV Awards
And takin' niggas' Cubans (Ha ha ha)
I'm only rockin' Fashion Rebels shit
My bitch in couture fashion level shit
I'm the shit
Ayo, Amy Winter, call me later
So many SBs, you thought I was a skater
Hit 'em with the banger like Rebenga
Try to lock the yayo with a hanger
Amy Winter, call me later
So many SBs, you thought I was a skater
Hit 'em with the banger like Rebenga
Try to lock the yayo with a hanger