Major Leagues

[Verse: BBKnight]
Major league
I don't know this nigga not gang well than take a seat
I just hit the home run
Cracked one on another beat
Rick and Moncler today
You know that’s a big receipt
I been fuckin my shawty all night
She let me beat and repeat (yeh)
All of these hoes on me
But they know I'mma asshole
I was thinking bout racks though
My mind is on blue thumbin' bankroll
Shit, probably can’t trust my city
You know where you can’t go
Last time a motherfucker tried that shit
Man his ass got a halo
Tryna do a song wit me that's a hell no
I’m in the hive with the bees
We gon' pray for it
.223 slugs, size of acorn
I was been thinking uchies
Since I was like fuckin' born
Tryna wake up moms with some racks
Up in the morning
Vacay so much I don't even think about touring
Pushin that Porsche, I’m sliding like Jeff Gordon

[Chorus/Outro: BBKnight]
I’m smoking on my drugs
For you I give you my love
I’m finna roll up right now, I know you miss me
Gotta be a boss to this shit, to be a major league
Can’t be great little nigga
Till you make that major league
Major league, Major league
Can’t be great little nigga
Till you make that major league
Can’t be great little nigga
Till you make that major league
Major league, Major league
Gotta be a boss to this shit, to be a major league
Gotta be a boss to this shit, to be a major league
Major league
Major league
Major league
Major league
Major league
Gotta be a boss to this shit, to be a major league