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letra de i don't write raps - daboii

(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

- daboii

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