How Many
40 and you black out
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
Got the whole gang
They go mob wit me
Every dime I make
Got you hoes hating
Look me in my eyes
When I'm talking talking
In the back got the shit that you popping
Back in this bitch
Got me all up in her mentions
Called me late at night
Got grown ass intentions
Yeah they showing out
And they do it for attention
Making this heat so we stay in the kitchen
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
you come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
40 and you black out
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
I'mma cop the bag every night
Ready for the show
Catch a flight
Catch me in the club
Where I dink till I black out
Guns in the trap house
Cars like it's nascar
Looking for the fourth bar
Talk yo shit it's not hard wait
I just used my black card
Take off like it's nascar
Ridding on my raptor
Fuck with me and get scoured
Look at me I trap hard
Take my time and rap harder
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
40 and you black out
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
Got the whole gang
They go mob wit me
Every dime I make
Got you hoes hating
Look me in my eyes
When I'm talking talking
In the back got the shit that you popping
Back in this bitch
Got me all up in her mentions
Called me late at night
Got grown ass intentions
Yeah they showing out
And they do it for attention
Making this heat so we stay in the kitchen
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
you come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
40 and you black out
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
I'mma cop the bag every night
Ready for the show
Catch a flight
Catch me in the club
Where I dink till I black out
Guns in the trap house
Cars like it's nascar
Looking for the fourth bar
Talk yo shit it's not hard wait
I just used my black card
Take off like it's nascar
Ridding on my raptor
Fuck with me and get scoured
Look at me I trap hard
Take my time and rap harder
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
How many miles in LA
Like to talk shit but
You come from the bay
How many bands in your safe
I ain't got no time
For no mother fucking case
Spin around the block and
I gave you a new tape
40 and you black out
I just took my mask off
I just spent the block so
You know we bout to thug out
Dub on the dash
I hope we don't crash out
19 on the dash
Lord I pray we don't crash out
I just took your mask off
Icing on the cake now
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
30 in the clip and
You know I never simp yeah
I'mma fuckin I don't never Fucking simp yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Marquan Bailey
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Altri album
- Send Them Prayers (Instrumental)
- Your Way (Instrumental Version)
- Choices (Instrumental Version)
- Feeling Like David (Instrumental Version)
- Heavenly Motion - Instrumental Version
- Merquan - Instrumental Version
- Love Like This - Instrumental
- No Folly - Instrumental Version
- Finally Sober - Instrumental
- Want To Love (Afrobeat)
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