A Letter to Major

They, they, they, they, they'd probably take her
 Yeah, man, that girl crazy
 Oh, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah, okay
 Never sell your soul to no bitch
 The money low, get on your shit
 You can't beat down on your dick
 And if you need it when you need it
 We gon' dig up that stick
 It's my tyres but you blow up so I treat you like prince
 Take Sean from the three when you get all these trusts
 And he ain't no wrackling nigga
 Better see you vibin' in VIPs
 That pussy good, don't put your hands on that, baby, don't trip
 I got you screaming touch money
 So don't hold swamin'
 When you get that pussy, please, don't let go to the morning
 She gon' fuck you good and hit your pockets when you yawning
 Better keep your jean on
 She gon' fuck you well 'cause you's a win on
 OK, you bawlin' like you post
 Focus on that money
 Don't let hoes get no closer
 Almost caught up and that's how I rented to my chauffeur
 You in a family of cheats
 It's in your family tree
 You better bawl out
 Never sell your soul to no bitch
 The money low, get on your shit
 You can't beat down on your dick
 And if you need it when you need it
 We gon' dig up that stick
 It's my tyres but you blow up so I treat you like prince
 Take Sean from the three when you get all these trusts
 And he ain't no wrackling nigga
 Better see you vibin' in VIPs
 That pussy good, don't put your hands on that, baby, don't trip
 I got you screaming touch money
 So don't hold swamin', yeah
 But if you love her, do your best
 You fuck it up, better clean your mess
 'Specially if she solid
 Stand up on your business
 Don't become no trending topic
 Believe in your dreams
 You gon' blast up like a rocket