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daboii - i don't write raps lyrics

(ayo sebastian, run that sh+t the f+ck back)

[verse]
n+gga mic check
pull up to this court, i’m droppin’ buckets, b+tch [?]
if i pull up to church, with the glock, then my eyes red
b+tch wanna do what to me, sh+t i might let
bad b+tch wanna throw it back, sh+t i might catch
saw you hit that b+tch without a condom, sh+t you might catch
bae, put that one thing on with the tight dress
these opps ain’t tryna lose they life, n+gga aight bet
cop asking questions, sorry sir see i’m blind, deaf?
n+ggas want beef, yeah aight, got bout nine chefs
b+tch keep tryna rape daboii, let the pipe rest
b+tch all up on my mic, b+tch the mic dead
eatin’ prime ribs while your b+tch give me prime neck
thick b+tch, she a thick b+tch, get behind that
bro bought a glock 18, where you find that?
and i’ll have em’ put that muf+cka’ where yo mind at
and when i bought a chain you was like, where is mines at
i can tell she a hoe by the length of her eyelash
b+tch threw that ass in a circ’, yeah rewind that
n+ggas swear they can’t get touched, k ipad
oo is that the gen 5? that’s a nice strap
take that muf+cka’ off yo hip now it’s mines’ jack
i’ll never tell them people sh+t or take a ice bath
b+tch just now noticing me? you a blind bat
b+tch came out in some sweats, where yo’ tights at
that hoe sh+t in them subtweets, we don’t type that
n+ggas ain’t never outside when we slide past
n+gga when you see me, n+gga i’m mad
i can’t shake these n+ggas hands, n+gga i dap
different state, in a different hood, n+gga i adapt
n+ggas keep bragging bout’ these b+tches n+gga i had
b+tch keep ahh’ after i nutted baby i tap
continuing where i left off baby i’m back
b+tch thought i was a mixed breed, b+tch i’m black
i’ll send this frenchie out the trunk, give me five cash
in the booth, off the dome wit’ it i don’t write raps n+gga

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