Rubbin off the Paint

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

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 forty

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

Forty 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

Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang

Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang

Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang

Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang