DaBoii - I Don't Write Raps lyrics

Ayo Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back

Nigga mic check
Pull up to this court, I'm droppin' buckets
Bitch I'm Mike Neff
If I pull up to church, with the Glock
Then my eyes red
Bitch wanna do what to me, shit I might let
Bad bitch wanna throw it back
Shit I might catch
Saw you hit that bitch without a condom
Shit you might catch
Bae, put that one thing on
With the tight dress
These opps ain't tryna lose they life
Nigga aight bet
Cop asking questions, sorry sir
See I'm blind, deaf?
Niggas want beef, yeah aight
Got bout nine chefs
Bitch keep tryna rape DaBoii
Let the pipe rest
Bitch all up on my mic, bitch the mic dead
Eatin' prime ribs while your bitch
Give me prime neck
Thick bitch, she a thick bitch
Get behind that
Bro bought a Glock 18, where you find that?
And I'll have em' put that
Mufucka' 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
Bitch threw that ass in a circ'
Yeah rewind that
Niggas swear they can't get touched, k Ipad
Oo is that the Gen 5? That's a nice strap
Take that mufucka' off yo hip
Now it's mines' jack
I'll never tell them people shit
Or take a ice bath
Bitch just now noticing me? You a blind bat
Bitch came out in some sweats
Where yo' tights at
That hoe shit in them subtweets
We don't type that
Niggas ain't never outside when we slide past
Nigga when you see me, nigga I'm mad
I can't shake these niggas hands, nigga I dap
Different state, in a different hood
Nigga I adapt
Niggas keep bragging bout' these
Bitches nigga I had
Bitch keep ahh' after I nutted baby I tap
Continuing where I left off baby I'm back
Bitch thought I was a mixed breed
Bitch 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 nigga