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rubbin' off the paint (ybn nahmir remix) - ddg lyrics

[intro]
that’s what i thought you said
now let me offer this as a reb-ttal
ayy, yuh, ayy, okay
okay, yuh

[hook]
i got a lot of blue money, new money is racks
do a show, gimme cash, i ain’t payin’ no tax
i copped the racks for the day and i counted up ten
put them racks real estate, multiply it by ten
n-gg-s subtweet me, i’ont never get tagged
why you worried about me, go and get you a bag
these n-gg-s broke, no money, miss meals, they weak
forty hours at yo job wouldn’t equal my feet, b-tch

[verse]
but i’m that n-gg-, shoutout ybn, young n-gg- flexin’
transfer two hunnid bands from my savings to my checking
big money, i been livin’ great, bora bora wit’ it
i know these p-ssy n-gg-s fans of me, go ahead, admit it
i collect bands in my sleep, work when it’s sunny
i done blew up off the ‘tube young n-gg- funny
now it’s music, my n-gg-s movin’ pack like some units
it’s confusin’, i do not know which bank i be usin’
too much money, these n-gg-s broke, dusty, and b-mmy
so i be sn-tchin’ on they b-tches then i chew ’em like gummies
it’s ddg, get familiar, i be purposely flexin’
and when yo b-tch on her phone, i’m the one she be textin’
watch yo step, these red bottoms cost me a future
don’t touch my wrist, this ap froze like a cooler
these n-gg-s hoes, they only tough over computers
that goofy act like he own but he really a loser
why i always wear this chain? ’cause it cost me a fortune
why yo b-tch freakin’ on me? ’cause i’m f-ckin’ important
she see the ice on my neck, see the splash on my wrist
sloppy toppy, take her home, then you give her a kiss
n-gg-s hatin’ in my comments but i keep gettin’ riches
the only n-gg-s that’ll hate got no profile picture
’cause you a lame, you a f-ckin’ stain’, you should be ashamed
you be cappin’ like you shootin’, you ain’t even got no aim
i ain’t really with the beefin’ ‘less i’m gettin’ a check
cashed out, put 25k on my neck
yo b-tch told me told me, “come over,” told her, “gimme a sec,”
speedin’ in the i8, almost got in a wreck
skrt, skrt! ring, ring- “be here by eleven,”
i told her, “why you rushin’ me? i’ll be there in a second.”
i walked in, she b-tt naked, then i f-cked her to seven
i asked her why she keep cheatin’- “’cause my ex is a peasant.”

- ddg lyrics

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