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Ybn Nahmir

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Rubbin Off The Paint Lyrics - Ybn Nahmir

That's what I thought you said 

Now let me offer this as a rebuttle 

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They say Lil Nahmir where you been at? I'm just passin' a breeze 

I been runnin' up a check, that's why these bitches on me 

I been coolin', layin' low, but I'm not takin' a seat 

But just know a nigga back and this time I won't leave 

I been runnin', runnin', runnin', gotta check me a bag 

I got hunnids on my neck and I got Trues on my ass 

Niggas said I'm goin broke, well I just take it and laugh 

I be speedin in that foreign with Five-O on my ass 

But I'm that nigga, I won't ever change 

Rubbin' off the paint, smokin' dank 

Got a Uzi in 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 pullin' triggas, we gorillas 

We let this bitch off until you feel us 

For you niggas, that's always on IG with them yiggies takin' pictures 

Is you really gon' use 'em or you just loafin' for them bitches? 

You niggas really hoes and you be acting like these bitches 

You niggas say y'all silent but y'all probably in there snitchin 

Most the niggas that's around me throwin C's like they crippin' 

But they do it for the twins, free Lil Corey and Lil Christian 

But I'm rockin with my shooters and that's mandatory 

One up top like I'm Mozzy, bitch I keep a 40 

You say I'm lackin', nigga try me, shoot you and yo' shorty 

I'm cookin up in the lab like I'm Rick and Morty 

40 poppa, hit a mobsta, turn your brain to pasta 

Hit a opp up, dreads swangin' just like I'm a Rasta 

Smokin' ganja and I'm zooted, walkin' in my Pradas 

Any nigga test my gangsta nigga, I'ma pop 'em 

And we ain't throwin 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 

I'm one-hundo, bitch that's on my life, I will never fold 

A nigga speakin on Lil Quay, well then that nigga gotta go 

I'm really small but I can fight but I'ma still up that pole 

For you niggas think I'm pussy, you gon' have to show me hoe 

Police always at my fuckin' crib, I don't tell 'em shit 

I'm really rappin bout this fuckin life, that I fuckin live 

But I be coolin', tryna focus on them fuckin' dividends 

But if it's money on yo' head, well I'ma fuckin get it, man 

 

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