YBN Nahmir - Rubbin Off The Paint (Bass Boosted)

Описание: YBN Nahmir - Rubbin Off The Paint (Bass Boosted) Lyrics



[Intro]
That's what I thought you said. Now, let me offer this as a rebuttal
Aye, aye, gang gang, aye
Aye, aye, gang gang, aye
Aye, aye, gang gang, aye
Aye, aye, gang gang
[Verse I]
They say "Lil Nahmir, where you've been at?", I'm just passing the breeze
I've been running up a check, that's why these bitches on me
I been cooling, laying low but I'm not taking a seat
But just know, a nigga back and it's time I won't leave
I've been running, running, running, gotta check me a bag
I got hunnids on my neck and I've got Trues on my ass
Niggas said I'm going broke, well I just take it and laugh
I be speeding in that foreign with Five-O on my ass

[Verse II]
But I'm that nigga, I won't ever change
Rubbin of the paint, smoking dank
Got a uzi on my lap, I let it bang
Free Lil Tay, know he keep a K but he not Tay-K
I up the chop and let it blow him
Watch this bitch heat his face
I'm that nigga and all my young niggas pulling triggas, we gorillas
We let this bitch off until you feel us
For you niggas, that's always on IG with them Yicki's taking pictures
Is you really gon use em or you just loafin for them bitches?

[Verse III]
You niggas really hoes and you be acting like these bitches
You niggas say ya'll silent but ya'll probably in there snitchin
Most the niggas that's around be throwin C's like they're crippin
But they do it for the twins, free Lil Corey and Lil Christian

[Verse IV]
But I'm rocking with my shooters and that's mandatory
One up top like I'm Mozzy, bitch I keep a 40
You say I'm lacking, nigga try me, shoot you and your shorty
I'm cookin up in the lab like I'm Rick and Morty

[Verse V]
40 poppa, hit a mobsta, turn your brain to pasta
Hit an opp up, dreads swanging just like I'm a rasta
Smokin Ganja and I'm zooted, walkin in my pradas
Any nigga test my gangster, nigga, I'mma pop em

[Verse VI]
And we ain't throwing hands with you fuck niggas
It's one up, top up in that chamber, better duck nigga
Niggas dissin on Lil Valley, he get slumped, nigga
We shoot his body then we lay him in that trunk, nigga

[Verse VII]
I'm one-hundo, bitch, that's on my life, I will never fold
A nigga speaking on Lil Quay, well then, that nigga gotta go
I'm really small, but I can fight, but I'mma still up that pole
For you niggas think I'm pussy, you gon have to show me, ho

[Verse VIII]
Police always at my fucking crib, I don't tell them shit
I'm really rapping about this fucking life, that I fucking live
But I be coolin, trynna focus on them fucking Dividends
But if It's money on yo head, I'mma fucking get it, man
Aye, aye, gang gang gang
Aye, aye, gang gang gang
Aye, aye, gang gang gang
Aye, aye, gang gang gang

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