Rubbin off the paint (remix)

(Intro) oou ayy yah yah
Ouu ayy oou yah yah
Syke nigga this the remix
Youngboi Quan

Any nigga got a problem
Then they know were i stay
Niggas talk behind yo back but dont say shit to ya face
Dont u leave yo bitch around me cause she bound to get slayed
Niggas fakin like they gangsta, nigga get out way
But i'm just runnin runin runnin
Do the race to the cash
Say he a shoota, nigga missin
Cause he Nothin But Ass
Flippin bricks like acrobatics
Nigga go get the bag
And i got cheese but no velveeta
That's why niggas be mad
You say you gang
Nigga what you bang
Tell me what you claim
You a opp
We dont fuck wit snakes
Uzi leave you stank
I'ma ape nigga stack the cake
Pussy niggas fake
I got them shootas like the army
Tell that nigga up his weight
I got hittas
White boy he a sniper
Pull the trigger he gone hit ya
Boy you think you runnin
Swear to god that we gone get ya
And all my niggas savage we not caring were we hit'em
We just sending bullets flyin and we know them clips gone split'em
And lotta pussy niggas who be actin like these bitches
These niggas say they real
But in reality they snitchen
Dont you let my niggas round me
Catch that pussy nigga slippin
Cause that choppa heat you up
And then yo body come up missin
But she saw a nigga bandin so i keep a shorty
Got some niggas in the pin
Free my nigga cory
He got locked up over a bitch but that's a different story
This nigga talkin out his mouth we cookin with the fourty
If you a oppa
Body drop ya
With that biggy papa
I heard you talkin to them coppas so we gotta pop ya
I'm smokin grass and i'm zooted while i count my guala
I got lil broski wit the semi and i keep the choppa
And i ain't really worried bout these bitch niggas
A nigga try to run up fast then he get hit nigga
Try to guard me the then i'm shootin in yo shit nigga
Riding thru and for a pussy got that pump nigga

Hunnits cause that's all i know
Cause i'm stackin dough
You want smoke
Pull up at yo doe (door)
Let them semi's blow
Fuck a bitch but i dont want her
Tell her ass to hit the road
Might take her back but just to get neck
She crave me on the low
Bad bitches in my fuckin crib
Show'em how i live
Man these bitches really love me cause they know i keep it real
But you fake tellin on yo fam switchen on yo mans
Bitches on me cause i'm made of gwap,i'm runnin up these bands
Ouuu,ayy,yah yah
Ouuu ayy ouuu yah yah
Shout out to that nigga ybn nahmir man
Young boi quan