10Percent, Moneybagg Yo & CMG The Label

10Percent, Moneybagg Yo & CMG The Label – Major Payne Lyrics

Major Payne

10Percent, Moneybagg Yo & CMG The Label

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"Major Payne." - 10Percent, Moneybagg Yo & CMG The Label

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 10:38 pm

Album: Gangsta Art

Track No: 15

Step
Step (Right, left, right, left, right, left)
Step (That right there, right there)
Step (That right there, right there)
Step (That right there, right there)
Step (That right there, right there)
(Castro)
(Right there, right there, right there)
Step right, left, right left (Right, left)
Gotta step over there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)
Them boys don't play 'bout 10 (Bang)
They'll buss a brain (Bang, bang)
Bitch, I'm Major Pain
Step right, left, right, left
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)
I got steppers from Memphis to NY (Bitch)
I say "Get 'em', they don't even ask why (Ho)
This thick lil' bitch my alibi (Ten)
You could ask her, I was blowin' her back out (Damn)
I was hittin' from the back wit' the strap out (Damn)
I was hittin' from the back wit' the MAC out
Got to feelin' myself, then she tapped out (Fuck)
I got steppers on right and the left of me (Steppers)
Them my partners, so don't pay security fee
Most the **** I be with from Tennessee (Yeah)
They gon' step 'til the death, you ain't hearing me
Watch out, don't get near me (Watch out)
Respect me, you ain't gotta fear me
Lately I been so on point wit' this shit, I'm from Memphis, I feel like the pyramid
Step right, left, right left (Right, left)
Gotta step over there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)
Them boys don't play 'bout 10 (Bang)
They'll buss a brain (Bang, bang)
Bitch, I'm Major Pain
Step right, left, right, left
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)
(Go)
When I step on the beat, call it bootcamp (Yeah)
My AP light up like the bright sun (Shine)
It's crazy I used to get food stamps (Remember)
I set the bitch off like a pipe bomb (Boom)
Got more muscle than you on my right arm (Flex)
Hit yo' bitch from the back with that third leg (Uh)
She so pretty, I left all the lights on (Next)
Broke **** and bitches my pet peeve
Poppin' out fifty deep wit' my step team (Gang)
Hitters fight over bodies like, "Let me" (Please)
He ain't worth it, I told lil' bro "At ease" (Freeze)
When it's up, ain't no sleep like the bed broke (War)
Stay on track, I ain't tryna get railroad (Hell no)
Can't clock me though, I duckin' the feds folk (Watchin')
Neighbors told me I dress like I sell dope (Put it on)
When bitches ain't right, they get left alone (Gone)
When you wit' me don't pull out your camera phone
See a opp, better crash on him head on (Damn)
Got a choice, either step or be stepped on (Pick one)
CMG, the army (What?), we push when necessary (Go)
In the field with troops (Right now), we actin' military (Get down)
Step right, left, right left (Right, left)
Gotta step over there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Right there)
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)
Them boys don't play 'bout 10 (Bang)
They'll buss a brain (Bang, bang)
Bitch, I'm Major Pain
Step right, left, right, left
Right there, right there, right there (Oh yeah)

Writer(s): Pierce Mackey, Demario White, Gabriel Melikardi DeCastro & Joseph Nguyen.

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