Album Cover Major Distribution

Major Distribution

DRAKE

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No, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no

Major distribution, man, my label on my dick, for realFucking with your friend and she ain′t tell you y'all ain′t shit, for real

I've been out here crushing on success, now she my bitch, for real

You say I'm persuasive, girl, but you can′t spell that shit, for real

Hmm, hmm, in this mansion, I′m Macaulay Culkin

Paid in full, I'm Mekhi Phifer

Know you′re tired, we just did dinner for three hours

Lying to me all night, buying Benz Benz's out of spite

Paid a hundred, ran up something light

Simple price to keep ′em out my life

Booby Trap, we need a business office

Magic City need a business office

29, I keep a business office

I'm in lovе with Houston, Dallas, Austin

Tell your guys to hold off on the team

Chains seem like they may need money for coffins

Cuban girl, a fan of ground coffee

Text me on the Signal, don′t call me

Hmm, hmm, major distribution, labels call me

Bad Bunny numbers, it's a robbery

500 million, just for Aubrey

Hmm, hmm, yeah, major distribution, how I pop it

Mention me to be the hottest topic

Same place you singing, bitch, you shopping

Okay, go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Okay, okay, go stupid, stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, okay

Nigga tried to play this shit light

Play it cool, play me like I'm sweet

Fucking on an opp nigga bitch, say she miss the golds in my teeth

4L shit, know we stepping, y′all should get to funeral preparing

SF90, this is not McLaren, make an IG model run my errands

He gon′ miss and we gon' spin his parents

Stayed in Houston long as Steve Francis

Shoot his feet, got him doing dances

Wigging niggas like I played at Kansas

Ever seen somebody get shot? Lot of shit I seen before the top

I ain′t tryna wrestle like The Rock

Fuck the trish, I'd rather sip the Wock′

Lot of things I do to stay alive, everything except for call the cops

Savage still let his gun pop, FOX 5 gang, get you knocked

Major distribution, labels calling

Harry Styles numbers, it's a robbery

My niggas go in-Zayn to catch a body

We was face to face, you could′ve shot me

Okay, go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Okay, okay, go stupid, stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid, okay