Vince Staples - Rubbin Off The Paint (Freestyle) lyrics

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Vince Staples - Rubbin Off The Paint (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] They be like stupid, where you been at? We ain't seen you in weeks Yeah, I been tryna' catch a body off in them streets They went and k**ed my lil' homie so I'm back on the east Catch him on Anaheim [?] back of the seat They call me stupid 'cause I shoot it, I don't think I don't blink I been wit' it since Xzibit used to PIMP You ain't down to keep it silent, you ain't down to catch a body Boy, I hopped up off the porch banging norf illuminati When I hop up out the four-door, don't you touch my body This is undercover brother I am not in no Givenchy Know you know it but I gotta say it baby, I'm from Poppy If you hold it then you gotta spray it, baby don't be sloppy If I catch you with your faux hoe, we k**in' everybody k** your pappy, k** your mommy, k** your second-cousin Connie And my crime [?] Boosie in the trunk with faith But if they interrogating, I don't know nobody I ain't with the business This is just an image I ain't hurt nobody I don't know who did it Buster [?] Enemies stalking me harder than the [?] Ended up a martyr