ฟังเพลงMajor (Explicit)

Hold up hold up hold up hold up break that down

Ayy bruh don't get that **** on my sheets bruh

Mobbin' in the Bentley smokin' moon rocks (hey)

Pocket full of motherfüçkin' blue (blue) guap (guap)

Half an ounce in my Gucci tube (tube) socks (socks)

For the summertime got a new (what?) drop (skrrt)

Trapper slash rapper slash bad ***** snatcher (ayy come here)

Baby mama mad she say you live like a bastard (so what?)

Sold a hundred pounds and gave ten percent to the pastor (church)

Keep goin' up the ladder (ayy) they mad make 'em madder (hey)

Told my son when I'm gone you gon' be a rich lil bastard (yeah)

Pointers on me hittin' (woo) leave a ***** dizzy (uh)

All my old ******* feelin' salty yeah yeah

In my DM talkin' 'bout why you dog me? yeah yeah

But I still miss you can you call me? yeah yeah

I heard ain't **** change that you still ballin' yeah yeah

She used to bust them scripts for me at Walgreens (pour up pour up)

Smugglin' narcotics was my calling (hey) ayy

Fours on the Mercedes that's major (uh uh)

Whole gang going crazy that's major (uh uh)

Millions on the table that's major (uh uh)

I turned dirt into diamonds that's major (uh-huh)

Hah-hah you searchin' for fame (damn)

I became a superstar in the **** game (it's Dolph)

Found out you a hater I can't look at you the same (goddamn)

She said can she take a picture with my chain? (goddamn)

Got two twin sisters call 'em yin yang (goddamn)

I wish I wouldn't've füçked that ***** she insane (goddamn)

Alexander McQueen on me ain't got a stain (yeah yeah)

Turned to the plug my life ain't never been the same (yeah yeah)

Fours on the Mercedes that's major (uh uh)

Whole gang going crazy that's major (uh uh)

Millions on the table that's major (uh uh)

I turned dirt into diamonds that's major (uh-huh)

Fours on the Mercedes that's major (uh uh)

Whole gang going crazy that's major (uh uh gang)

Millions on the table that's major (uh uh woo)

I turned dirt into diamonds that's major (uh-huh)

House full of ******* like Flavor (Flav)

These cuts in my thumb come from countin' paper yeah (racks)

Paper Route the gang and ***** we a label (gang yeah)

New Glock with a laser yeah I let you meet your maker (yeah)

Then go out to Jamaica with my motherfüçkin' rastas yeah yeah

I'm movin' with my motherfüçkin' shottas yeah yeah

I walk in pop my motherfüçkin' collar yeah yeah

A pistol in the motherfüçkin' party (Glock)

Fours on the Mercedes that's major (uh uh)

Whole gang going crazy that's major (uh uh gang)

Millions on the table that's major (uh uh)

I turned dirt into diamonds that's major (uh-huh)

Fours on the Mercedes that's major (uh uh)

Whole gang going crazy that's major (uh uh)

Millions on the table that's major (uh uh)

I turned dirt into diamonds that's major (uh-huh)