Rubbin Off The Paint

Album: Single release only (2017)
Charted: 46
  • [Intro]
    That's what I thought you said
    Now let me offer this as a rebuttal
    Ayy, ayy, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang

    [Verse 1]
    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' triggers, 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 rapping 'bout this fuckin life, that I fuckin' live
    But I be coolin', tryna focus on them fuckin' dividends
    But if it's money near yo' head, well I'ma fuckin get it, man

    [Outro]
    Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang
    Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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