YBN Nahmir – Bows (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

YBN Nahmir premieres the visual for the Hoodrixh-produced piece of music titled “Bows”. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Ybn Nahmir Bows

YBN Nahmir, born Nicholas Alexander Simmons, has been in the game for quite some time now. He got most of his popularity after dropping his single “Rubbin Off The Paint” back in 2017. The record, fast-paced and filled with bass, generated millions of views online. Because of this, Nahmir has continued to use that type of beat and flow on his new tracks.

His most recent song, “Blow,” dropped on streaming platforms yesterday (July 8). The two-and-a-half-minute record featured a sound similar to what Nahmir is used to. Its upbeat tempo and heavy piano sounds gave it a mysterious feel and the Birmingham native used it to his advantage. On the single, he spat bars about many different topics. From being wealthy to smoking out hotel rooms, Nahmir dropped bars from beginning to end.

He also featured a lengthy chorus that focused on having riches from living a dangerous lifestyle. “Rollie selling packs while in the trap/Posted with my strap, I be in the back,” he rapped. Honing in on having plenty of cash, the 22-year-old said, “Car crashed, had to change that ‘Rari for that Lambo/Get paid, you know your b*tch know what a n*gga been on.”

YBN Nahmir – Bows (prod. Hoodrixh)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Ballin’ with me to, he got that stick with him (Got that stick on him), ayy
Pull up, bitch, he got that stick on him (That .30, nigga)
If a nigga tryna play the we gon’ get on him (Gon’ het on him), shh
We ain’t playing ’round (Bitch)

[Chorus]
Brodie sellin’ packs while he in a trap
Posted with my strap, I be in the back
Got that study on my hip, please, don’t try me, man
Know a nigga don’t give no fuck, I’m coming for them bands
Car crashed, had to change that ‘Rari for that Lambo
Get paid, you know your bitch know what a nigga been on
Packs comin’ in, you know my niggas finna get ’em gone
Bullets to his head, that nigga can’t think about his dome
Push up on him with that gat, that nigga movin’ wrong
I do a hit straight with my niggas then I’m going home
Bad bitch, she super thick, I’m taking off her thong
It ain’t shit to spend no coins ’cause I got all the hoes
It ain’t shit to spend no coins ’cause I got all the hoes
Ain’t no need to goin’ shopping, I got all the clothes
Three bands, that’s in my line, you said you need some bows
Three bands, that’s in my line, you said you need some bows

[Verse]
Money comin’ in for them packs and now they goin’ out
Can’t even smoke up in hotels but bitch, we burnt it down
I get to geekin’ off that liquor now it’s going down
She get to geekin’ off that drink and now she going down
Can’t even smoke up in the Sprinter, they gon’ kick me out
I know this ho, she got a man but she gon’ suck me now
Bro hit a bank, we saw them bands and then we took it out
You sellin’ booty or the coochie, what you really ’bout?
I used to be smokin’ on booty now I got some loud
She say her man got him some racks so we gon’ take him down (Ayy, ayy)
Bands comin’ in, we copped the foreign now we getting out
Packs comin’ in, we got ’em in and now you in a drought
We double back, hit they block then we spin again
We double back, hit they block then we spin again
We double back, hit they block then we spin again
When I hop up ou this car, bet I kill your friends (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Brodie sellin’ packs while he in a trap
Posted with my strap, I be in the back
Got that study on my hip, please, don’t try me, man
Know a nigga don’t give no fuck, I’m coming for them bands
Car crashed, had to change that ‘Rari for that Lambo
Get paid, you know your bitch know what a nigga been on
Packs comin’ in, you know my niggas finna get ’em gone
Bullets to his head, that nigga can’t think about his dome
Push up on him with that gat, that nigga movin’ wrong
I do a hit straight with my niggas then I’m going home
Bad bitch, she super thick, I’m taking off her thong
It ain’t shit to spend no coins ’cause I got all the hoes
It ain’t shit to spend no coins ’cause I got all the hoes
Ain’t no need to goin’ shopping, I got all the clothes
Three bands, that’s in my line, you said you need some bows
Three bands, that’s in my line, you said you need some bows