Major League
演唱：Kevin GatesMajor League (Explicit) - Kevin Gates
Well one of these ol' ***** *** ******
Do what y'all salute
***** *** ****** know they actin' cap
Luca Brasi
On the road back to back for shows
And I ain't get a cent off that
Back to cookin' fish smell like a brick
I got that scent off that
Closed doors ones closest hurtin' your emotions
Then get 'round they fake supporters
And play perfect on the socials
I can't go along to get a long I'm a big soldier
Killa Stone reincarnatin' all Magnolia
That other ***** we are not the same fall back homie
I am downtown night ward Baton Rouge big dawg
E-Wayne K-Wayne B-Wayne gettin' off woo
Meditate Seroquel Elavil sick cough roof
New buildin' violated
Got shipped ten songs
I done been up-state with ******
Afraid to walk the big yard
Bad karma come to those who
'Cross me bust the beef here
70805 I pull up hop off got some street cred'
Lil' one snuck me he dead that other ***** he dead
I'm major league swingin' this big
***** you know how we play it
Copied all my tats he actin' like
He put in work for this
You ain't work the trench you
***** ***** you rode a bunch of *****
Heal with that retinol yeah
Four ****** in folders yeah
Lord's got a name for
It don't know what to call it yet
Gunner ward mighty Breadwinner
John Gotti
King Ox hit the fed cut his dreads kept it solid
Tell Lil Hank that's my gangster
Jonathan like John Stockton
Know if I go back I could lay back
'Cause I know that he got me
Dre chillin' my accountant buku money counters counting
I get John Wheeler all of his responses gon' be copied
Pretty ***** big booty Texas she responded
Eat that **** up on command meanin'
She in correspondence
Pretty feet I nibble on her cheeks when we at my apartment
All up in her arteries I slang
That **** in high performance
Real **** lord fresh Kevin dress designer garments
Plugged in I'ma make coca opposite of boring
Really did it from the corner graduated to a trap spot
You knew 'bout Gates 2008 you
Call that ***** the Match Box
Safety pin and nitro digit scales I'm moving crack out
Lil' ***** off Tennessee in here with me
I blew her back out
My partner tellin' me the game foul I should back out
My same partner left me in a gown with my back out
Rappers got around me my stories they re-enact out
Real big speakers you ain't did no
Time it just don't add out
Vroom Urus wide body kit I whip the Lamb' out
Talked about by ***** ****** who
Indigent with they hand out
****** and syringes real militant
It should tan out
First ****** said they stand on nation
Business I'm official
Feelin' like Demar Derozan got
Looked over turned me vicious
They salute the fakes say
**** the real I wonder what I did 'em
I got plenty pretty women whom
I won't give no commitment
Steppin' on these ****** fell
In love with my new mission
I know music cool but I know sellin'
***** would get me richer
With the **** of life sentence
Come with this and I'm convicted
**** we done run out of beat
Well one of these ol' ***** *** ******
Do what y'all salute
***** *** ****** know they actin' cap
Luca Brasi
On the road back to back for shows
And I ain't get a cent off that
Back to cookin' fish smell like a brick
I got that scent off that
Closed doors ones closest hurtin' your emotions
Then get 'round they fake supporters
And play perfect on the socials
I can't go along to get a long I'm a big soldier
Killa Stone reincarnatin' all Magnolia
That other ***** we are not the same fall back homie
I am downtown night ward Baton Rouge big dawg
E-Wayne K-Wayne B-Wayne gettin' off woo
Meditate Seroquel Elavil sick cough roof
New buildin' violated
Got shipped ten songs
I done been up-state with ******
Afraid to walk the big yard
Bad karma come to those who
'Cross me bust the beef here
70805 I pull up hop off got some street cred'
Lil' one snuck me he dead that other ***** he dead
I'm major league swingin' this big
***** you know how we play it
Copied all my tats he actin' like
He put in work for this
You ain't work the trench you
***** ***** you rode a bunch of *****
Heal with that retinol yeah
Four ****** in folders yeah
Lord's got a name for
It don't know what to call it yet
Gunner ward mighty Breadwinner
John Gotti
King Ox hit the fed cut his dreads kept it solid
Tell Lil Hank that's my gangster
Jonathan like John Stockton
Know if I go back I could lay back
'Cause I know that he got me
Dre chillin' my accountant buku money counters counting
I get John Wheeler all of his responses gon' be copied
Pretty ***** big booty Texas she responded
Eat that **** up on command meanin'
She in correspondence
Pretty feet I nibble on her cheeks when we at my apartment
All up in her arteries I slang
That **** in high performance
Real **** lord fresh Kevin dress designer garments
Plugged in I'ma make coca opposite of boring
Really did it from the corner graduated to a trap spot
You knew 'bout Gates 2008 you
Call that ***** the Match Box
Safety pin and nitro digit scales I'm moving crack out
Lil' ***** off Tennessee in here with me
I blew her back out
My partner tellin' me the game foul I should back out
My same partner left me in a gown with my back out
Rappers got around me my stories they re-enact out
Real big speakers you ain't did no
Time it just don't add out
Vroom Urus wide body kit I whip the Lamb' out
Talked about by ***** ****** who
Indigent with they hand out
****** and syringes real militant
It should tan out
First ****** said they stand on nation
Business I'm official
Feelin' like Demar Derozan got
Looked over turned me vicious
They salute the fakes say
**** the real I wonder what I did 'em
I got plenty pretty women whom
I won't give no commitment
Steppin' on these ****** fell
In love with my new mission
I know music cool but I know sellin'
***** would get me richer
With the **** of life sentence
Come with this and I'm convicted
**** we done run out of beat