How Much, Pt. 3 (Remix) ft. Blacc Cza Lyrics

Ayo Mac I see you Nigga

How much do you need for that brick, young nigga

How much do you need for that brick

Ah, yeah

How much do you need for that brick

Young nigga

How much do you need for that brick

Little nigga

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need, nigga

Okay, how much do you need? I got what you need

Nah, I got it now, I could come to you or you could come to me

I be with Skywalker OG like I'm Billy D

And a shotgun full of buckshots like I'm Billy B

Now who got the game on lock? I guess she got them keys

On my Ps and Qs, I got QPs

Ounces up my sleeve like, nigga, please

Nine to bless you if you fuckin' sneeze

Heater make a nigga freeze, like it change degrees

Real recognize real, pop a nigga like a seal

Ain't Anthony with the steel, and I don't care how you feel

Money hungry, need a meal, money hungry, need a meal

And I don't even need a plate, money hungry, we the deal

And I don't even need a deal

Shoutouts to T3, Steve Robs, C Bills

Poppin' perks, poppin' pills, Riddin til its , no wheels

Used to serve them E pills, you shorty lettin a nigga kill

And I don't care how you feel

How much do you need for that brick, young nigga

How much do you need for that brick

Ah, yeah

How much do you need for that brick

Young yeah

How much do you need for that brick

Little nigga

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need, nigga

Okay, how much do you need

How much do you got

Meet me at the spot

Is you picking up

Or maybe this a drop

What I cop

I can't tell you that

But just know it's a lot

This ain't jack

Boys will swear these raps is fake

We tryna plot

Oh, he not

Who he say he is

Will hold up hears a thought

If he been hustling for seven years

Then why he ain't got got

Ain't been stabbed

Ain't been shot

Ain't the toughest on the block

But guaranteed for his mines

I will put you in the box nigga

Never outta stop

Because the pounds is on consignment

Street cred like a black Card

Cause the plug, it don't decline

Hustle so legit

If there's a way he gonna find it

Shoutouts to J Train

He break it down like he divide it

Yeah, but you know what it is

And we started with the mids

Now the loud gonna pop

All these niggas sorta SODA Fizz

Everybody, they got guap

But we just do it for the kids

Went from Ramen to eattin Ribs

But we gon' get it how we live

How much do you need for that brick, young nigga

How much do you need for that brick

Ah, yeah

How much do you need for that brick, young nigga

How much do you need for that brick

Ah, ah

How much do you need for that brick

Young nigga

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need

Nigga

How much do you need for that brick

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Ah, ah

How much do you need

How much do you need

How much do you need

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Ah, ah

How much do you need

How much do you need

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How much do you need

Ah, ah

How much do you need

How much do you need

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How much do you need

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How much do you need

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