OBLIGATED (feat. KITCHEN QLEEN)

R-r-r-r-Rell On The Track
Are you in the Mafia
Am I in the what

Since when some shit a broke nigga say matter
I don't gotta pay her she just put the pussy on a platter
Showing up to you lil niggas i'm the master
Believe you dick suckin' ima have to
Bounce out
On yo opp ass have you surprised
Staring at my raps the whole time couldn't look in my eyes
She text my phone like is we finna fuck
I been acting stingy with the dick I won't give it up
Dial 1-800 get yo pussy punished
This louis tee was a band plus 2 more 100
Imma spend the way I wanna spend I don't do no budget
Dame always leet his piece hang he don't do no tucking
Wait

Unless we send a bitch with that shhh to Kentucky
Pulled me over but ain't search me I was so lucky
I ain't even wanna buy the bow shit was too fluffy
Chop make pretty music but this bitch ugly
If a nigga fuck my bitch she was never for me
It was all smiles when we was up but ain't shit funny
I was never into sharing clothes that shit crumby
Imma need a 8 by myself I can't seal you
Wanna take yo money somewhere else bro I feel you
I know some loose young niggas dawg they'll drill you
Know some niggas use to hit road that'll kill you
You say you in the field i'm in the field too
Funny thing is never bumped into you
Think it's time to cut you off you getting too comfortable boo
Bitch better get up on yo feet and find something to do

Cause I ain't obligated to do nothing for you
And come to think about it yo cousin was cute
I'm on my mob shit cigar and a suit
Don't even ask can you join we ain't tryna recruit
I fell off and my pussy rate kinda reduced
Now bitches throw they shot at me I ain't gotta shoot
I fell off and my pussy rate kinda reduced
Now bitches throw they shot at me I ain't gotta shoot

Since when some shit a hurt bitch say matter
You got clips emptied cause she better and her ass fatter
She gon get that pussy dug out swing batter batter
First thing I asked when I met do she travel travel
She got good Ls with no points then I gotta have her
Wanna ball like me it take a lot of practice
A plush brib bad bitch bands in the mattress
I need a ounce for myself I can't sell it off
Imma stay in my zone where I'm better off
RGS the muthafuckin' mafia a never fall
Imma stay in my zone where I'm better off
RGS the muthafuckin' mafia a never fall

Imma need a 8 to myself I can't seal you
Wanna take yo money somewhere else then i feel you
I know some loose young niggas that'll drill you
I know some niggas use to jit that'll spill you
You say you in the field i'm in the field too
Better hope I don't bump into you
Think it's time to cut you off you getting too comfortable boo
I'm not obligated to do nothing for you



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrell Isaiah Humphrey
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