How Long Songtext
von B-Nasty feat. DaveWave

Let's get this shit like we do it

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?
How long
I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?
How long
How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?
How long
How long
How long


I said listen, one more time
Coming through these streets like it's one more time
Got these bad bitches like it one more time
Fuckin' with this track like it's my time
Man, you ain't really fucking with my team like that
Bring it back like the homie just got that
Who know, we know, you know
We be playing with this shit like its Uno
Man you don't really do what I do so here we go
These rappers be talking like they in the studio
That's really rude of y'all
That's why we studio 'til we in QV2
Talking to the homie like yeah me too
I'm like nah, who the fuck you are you?
You not really the homie you just someone new
There he go, there he go again
I flow way harder than your other other man
Just another another jam
Go out and buy another another one fam
Oh damn, did he fuck up the plan, I think so
'cause I'm on my grind you getting wrinkles
We hitting pinnacles
You fuckin' with me, I ain't fuckin' with you
That's how we do
So I'm asking how long until we ball
How long until I roll
How long until a motherfucker go, no
You ain't really know, you ain't really do this shit for show
Oh god, stop playin', stop playin', witcha boy
I'm about to get to the sprayin'
And if I get to the sprayin', they all prayin'
Let the haters hate all day
We be up in this bitch all day, always

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?
How long
I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?
How long
How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?
How long (How long)
How long (How long)
How long (How long)


Uh, we on the phone, like Adele
Hello, hello, we just got a deal
Fuck you when your feelings like I don't care
A lot a bitches out here actin' real
But I don't care, I spit the truth
My niggas out here now they actin' wild
I know my niggas real yeah we ride or die
Say my name DaveWave now that's a crime
All these lawsuits, now who next
Ya momma would be proud see you with a star
You busy touring thinkin' bout it tomorrow
The case couldn't state no convinct
Like OJ, shout out to my brother Akon with Konvinct
Murder was the case, breaking outta these bars
Ya rappers dead to me, I don't have ta be
Half the man I be, see you wanna be
No capacity, to be me
Uh, R.T.T 'til I R.I.P
D.R.P 'til I R.I.P
Niggas out here, asking for the recipe
At the same time that they judging
Raising all the flags like a referee
Ask about the guideline, that's a sideline
Not everyone was born for this limelight
The cameras too bright for a nigga
The shadows too dark for a nigga
How long does it take nigga
How long do I gotta do it right

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?
How long
I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?
How long
How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?
How long
How long
How long