Major Distribution

Lyrics

[Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI] I'm drunk on a Monday, girl, I'm tryna see just how you feel Acting like you don't want this no more, come on, girl, be for real Major distribution, I don't even need a record deal (Yo, YBH) [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] Pick up, girl, I know you see me calling I been waiting for ya since August I'll push him back like a barber I done raised niggas, not the father Wrist in the pot, Vince Carter I can't even tell ya what's what Me or my dick, what's harder? Had a lil' bitch named Autumn [Verse 1: BIGBABYGUCCI & YESTERDAY] I ain't never fell for a bitch Leave low 'fore you get stitched Heard ya throwin' fits 'bout a ho Your attitude don't speak rich Niggas cryin', stayed up in they feels Hands crampin' signing all these deals Pop the trunk and stand up in the field Yeah, okay, I take a flight for the beds She'll take a flight for the man Bird bitches fightin' for the bread I ain't never write what I said Me and two bitches fightin' in the bed My shooter said he gon' Skype me when he dead He finna cross border, no fuckin' with feds (Mmm-mmm-mmm) [Verse 2: YESTERDAY] Uh, better leave them bitches on read I spent too much on the meds These niggas not built like me They woulda been jumped off the ledge I need that head, got a top fetish Smack down, call the coroner, the medic Nigga wan' talk, we want the beef We pull up, nigga, we did it I got the trap going on a Sunday I'm smokin' pound, 'kay, and I'm in London I made it flip, I got a brick I broke it down right to a onion Glock spittin' fye, it's like a dragon Watch yourself when you step in this dungeon (Dungeon) I got one step in your function (Function) Spent three-hundred, that's for a luncheon Had a bitch who talk when we hunchin' Wi-Fi lit, connect like a 'junction [Verse 3: BIGBABYGUCCI] We don't want stains, bitch, no touchin' My ID say McLovin I had to cut off your song Ain't nobody tryna hear that rubbish I'm tryna fuck, bitch, no rubber Thick bitch guzzle dick like a hummer (Hummer-hummer-hummer) [Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI] Pick up, girl, I know you see me calling I been waiting for ya since August I'll push him back like a barber I done raised niggas, not the father Wrist in the pot, Vince Carter I can't even tell ya what's what Me or my dick, what's harder? Had a lil' bitch named Autumn