Ybn Nahmir - Rubbin Off The Paint lyrics

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Ybn Nahmir - Rubbin Off The Paint lyrics

They say Lil Nahmir where you been at? Im just pa**in a breeze I been runnin up a check that's why these b*tches on me I been coolin layin low but I'm not takin a seat But just know a n***a 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 a*s n***as said I'm goin broke well I just take it and laugh I be speedin in that foreign with Five-O on my a*s But I'm that n***a 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 KAY, but he not Tay-K I up the chop and let it blow him, watch this b*tch heat his face I'm that n***a And all my young n***as pullin triggas, we gorillas We let this b*tch off until you feel us For you n***as, that's always on IG with them yicki's takin pictures Is you really gon use em or you just loafin for them b*tches? You n***as really h**s and you be acting like these b*tches You n***as say y'all silent but y'all probably in there snitchin Most the n***as 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 thats mandatory One up top like I'm Mozzy b*tch I keep a 40 You say I'm lackin, n***a 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 n***a test my gangster n***a I'ma pop em And we ain't throwin hands with you f*ck n***as It's one up top up in that chamber better duck n***a n***as dissin on Lil Valley he get slumped n***a We shoot his body then we lay him in that trunk n***a I'm one-hundo b*tch that's on my life, I will never fold A n***a speakin on Lil Quay, well den dat n***a gotta go I'm really small but I can fight but I'ma still up that pole For you n***as think I'm p***y you gon have to show me hoe Police always at my f*ckin crib, I don't tell em s**t I'm really rappin bout this f*ckin life, that I f*ckin live But I be coolin, tryna focus on them f*ckin dividens But if its money on yo head, well I'ma f*ckin get it mannn.(rubbin off the paint)