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Yeah

[Chorus]

We doin major things

See my pockets lookin stuffed, im tryna break the bank

Everytime we walk inna club, bitch we gon make it rain

Your bitch see me throwin ones, and this shit made of fame

Free my boys behind that wall, they gotta stay in chains

You ain't move right with your dog, so you became a stain

All i do is make one call, u betta change ya name

We gon tie that nigga up, but we not traitor gang

U know we dont give a fuck, we doin major things

[Verse 1]

Hit the bitch then i won't speak

Dont wanna cuff cuz she a freak

Gucci sneaks thats on my feet

Designer geek like fashion week

I won't preach i ain't a preach

Watch how u talk when its to me

I been down down up in the streets you know its war stay inside bro please

You is not wit it bro take a seat

I got the drill like a major league

Im fuckin bitches from A to Z

You kno the 6 be the agency

I can not talk u ain't payin me

All of yo ass be awaitin me

So many bitches be hatin me

I fuck yo bitch, n u dead in week

I done been thru so much pain but i won't bend no breakin me

Memba nights thought i was cursed i thought the lord forsaken me

All my life i been the buzz oh no u can't relate to me

I been fuckin on that bitch for years but ain't not datin me

All this ice on my left wrist u can skate with me

I been knew that i was next i told the world jus wait n see

Im gon die for everything i promise u won't take from me

Kill a nigga if he try thats y i keep the drake on me

[Chorus]

We doin major things

See my pockets lookin stuffed, im tryna break the bank

Everytime we walk inna club, bitch we gon make it rain

Your bitch see me throwin ones, and this shit made of fame

Free my boys behind that wall, they gotta stay in chains

You ain't move right with your dog, so you became a stain

All i do is make one call, u betta change ya name

We gon tie that nigga up, but we not traitor gang

U know we dont give a fuck, we doin major things

[Verse 2]

Ur bitch wanna fuck me cuz she see a nigga major

Got it on my own i ain't dick ridin, ask for favors

When i get that bag a brand new crib witout no neighbours

Hit the bitch then pass her to my dog he not gon save her

I gotta ball no laker, chasin the bag i need all the paper

Yo bitch a dog i slayed her, fuck her n dip i won't call her later

Only real day ones around me we dont talk to haters

All my niggas got a bag so we won't fall we way up

I need it all no pay cuts

Go in the mall n break bucks

Ull get killed tryna play tough

I ain't really gotta say much

Just hit the bitch i won't lay up

Nut on her face like its makeup

I got married to this money we won't eva breakup

All my life i had to fight the streets it made it hard

Only way u gon survive is if u play it smart

Memba nights when i was starvin then became a star

I came straight up from the bottom bitch i beat the odds

[Chorus]

We doin major things

See my pockets lookin stuffed, im tryna break the bank

Everytime we walk inna club, bitch we gon make it rain

Your bitch see me throwin ones, and this shit made of fame

Free my boys behind that wall, they gotta stay in chains

You ain't move right with your dog, so you became a stain

All i do is make one call, u betta change ya name

We gon tie that nigga up, but we not traitor gang

U know we dont give a fuck, we doin major things