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ybn nahmir – the race (remix) lyrics

[intro]
gang, brrra
mr. bounce out with that 44., n-gg-
ayy, gang

[verse]
f-ck a beat, i ain’t had to beat no case, n-gg-
n-gg-s snitchin’ on lil nahmir, watch them bullets eat his face
if you loccin’, watch i’ll put you in your motherf-ckin’ place and
b-tch, you know i tote this glock, i don’t tote no .38s
on the block, b-tch i keep a mop
run up, you get dropped
f-ck the cops
go to 5-1-0, we sliding on the opp
that’s on my momma, keep a 9 like rondo
clip whole 39
turn his limb into some chicken, watch them bullets h-t his fries
i’m the boss, i can’t take no loss but i’ll take your life
if you loafing in that prison then i’m sending that kite
whatchu think i bought this gun for? i ain’t tryna fight
try to diss me in a song, i bet my shooter get you right
if you talking, we pop up, we clapping, no need for that acting
say my n-gg-s in love with that action, tote pistols in traffic
got it on me, run up and i’m sparkin’
shoot sh-t like i’m harden
roll a blunt, we shooting at targets
loud smell like we fartin it
n-gg-s thinkin’, but it’s still free tay-k
i ain’t diss in him in no song, but yeah you n-gg-s h-lla g-y
tryna start some sh-t up for some mother f-cking fame
n-gg-s talking, i walk up and sent some shots up at they brain, n-gg-

[outro]
ayy, gang
n-gg-s already know what the f-ck going on, n-gg-
mr. bounce out with that mothaf-ckin’ .44, n-gg-
n-gg-, try me, i’ma flip your sh-t, n-gg-
on gang, n-gg-
brrra, bow, bow, bow

- ybn nahmir lyrics

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