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No Obligations / Coupe
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Sheck Wes
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Lyrics from Leak Fah Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Shootin out the coupe, and I ain't aiming I don't give a f**k, who it can't hit She [?] baby mama I ain't claiming I been a bad boy, no obligations I ain't Martin Lawrence or Will Smith b*t*h This ain't a Porsche, it say Lambo on my wheels b*t*h I'm gettin all this bread, I used to steal b*t*h I ain't [?] no comedy you gotta feel this Ain't have no choice it was the hunger I was feelin Nowadays, it's hard to find a real b*t*h I give her the gibs she want the gems (b*t*h!) I was at Coachella off the stems (Yeah!) My words got more worth than diamonds I was on the block, and David found me Man you had a choice and you ain't make it Nowadays my DMs full of all these hoes naked They all know I madе it, [?] I got it playing As-salamu alaykum, I don't f**k with Satan Know he always near but he bе only pump fakin But I'm never waitin, I ain't got the patience If I got a chance, then a young n***a gon take it You n***as ain't made it, y'all copy n pasting Everything I made, got the ground and n***as shaking Hittin real dog, It ain't how you really feel I was down my wrist when Sheck Wes made a milly mill Didn't want to but a young n***a had to My pain stuck up on the gang like a tattoo
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