Rubbin off the Paint

Lyrics: Nicholas Simmons/Hans Adam Music: Nicholas Simmons/Hans Adam Ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang They say Lil Nahmir where you been at I'm just passin' a breeze I been runnin' up a check, That's why these b*****s 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 mother****er heat his face I'm that nigga And all my young niggas pullin' triggas, We gorillas We let this mother****er 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 b*****s You niggas really hoes And you be acting like these b*****s 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 nigga 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 b***h 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 Niggas 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 p***y You gon' have to show me hoe Police always at my ****ing crib I don't tell 'em shit I'm really rappin bout this ****ing life That I ****ing live But I be coolin' Tryna focus on them ****ing dividends But if it's money on yo' head Well I'ma ****ing get it man Ayy ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang Ayy ayy ayy gang gang