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 n*ggas, not the father
Wrist in the pot, Vince Carter
I can't even tell ya what's what
Me or my di*k, what's harder?
Had a lil' b*tch named Autumn

[Verse 1: BIGBABYGUCCI & YESTERDAY]
I ain't never fell for a b*tch
Leave low 'fore you get stitched
Heard ya throwin' fits 'bout a ho
Your attitude don't speak rich
n*ggas 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 b*tches fightin' for the bread
I ain't never write what I said
Me and two b*tches fightin' in the bed
My shooter said he gon' Skype me when he dead
He finna cross border, no f*ckin' with feds (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
[Verse 2: YESTERDAY]
Uh, better leave them b*tches on read
I spent too much on the meds
These n*ggas 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
n*gga wan' talk, we want the beef
We pull up, n*gga, 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 b*tch who talk when we hunchin'
Wi-Fi lit, connect like a 'junction

[Verse 3: BIGBABYGUCCI]
We don't want stains, b*tch, no touchin'
My ID say McLovin
I had to cut off your song
Ain't nobody tryna hear that rubbish
I'm tryna f*ck, b*tch, no rubber
Thick b*tch guzzle di*k 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 n*ggas, not the father
Wrist in the pot, Vince Carter
I can't even tell ya what's what
Me or my di*k, what's harder?
Had a lil' b*tch named Autumn