Luyện nghe bài hát Rubbin Off The Paint (Remix)

That's what I thought you
Now let me this as a rebuttal
Aye gang, aye
Aye gang

I said lil bitch I be ballin' but I'm them courts
I signed another deal, daddy hatin' of course
He don't wanna see me win, instead he lyin' in
ass artists don't like me, throwin' rocks at my fort
Big ass crib off in the hills, you couldn't hit if you
made history, and I ain't slip I'm still on the rise
They take pictures, a witness, now I'm flexin' like it's fitness
All this fame don't mean I still won't knock a bitch right out britches
Been in my bag, money snag, fresh off the jet in L.A
These bitches are gay, lookin' like drags, might as get 'em a mask
I got it made now, crib a maid now
First switched on me, they wishin' they stayed down
We got stats up, me and you match up
What you make a year ain't half of what they tax us
you earnin' that's just something to eat
I'll embarrass you, I'll have you suckin' your teeth
They burn bridges, I'll burn money like it's to me
Bitch I'm a star, I'm iconic, you ain't nothin' me
they find you on the scene, there ain't nothin' to see
The store in my account I'm seein' nothin' but G's
I got blue bell on my wrists and blue in my pocket
11 mili on the gram, bitch I'm extra
Couple foreigns in my driveway, must be border
up the feds, watchin' like I'm more than coppin'
But I won't change, swervin' through these lanes
Cost of fame, now they speak my name, but I'm on my
these racks, you can keep the change, fans go insane
Lil baby fuckin' up these commas, off the paint