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30 Days

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30 Days was released on May 21, 2026 by Santa Anna as a part of the album 30 Days - Single

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Raq baby

Performer

Brian Bedford

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brian Bedford

Songwriter

Marc Sharp

Songwriter

Cyrus Gomez

Songwriter

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Bkwds

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Whyceg

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Joseph Donahue

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Lyrics

[Chorus]

I been pouring drank for 30 days straight

This shit getting nostalgic, see my old place

I don't feel like falling, your hands I hold, bae

Play with that pussy when you call me, more spice than my old bae

She said, "When you leave that show, you gon' call me," I said, "Fasho, bae"

They know I hit that bitch for sure if my lil' bro ain't

It ain't nun' wrong with sipping drank, kidney failure, pimpin' ain't it

That's how my eldest died, ball in peace, know we ain't tripping, baby

[Verse 1]

This rap sit televised, **** capping ain't pulling killings lately

Bitch boy stop faking, I smell the cap shit on you

Through the grass I been snaking

I miss being bad afterschool, but won't go back to basic

Go in your shit in front of truancy, they gon' have to chase me

Don't care what this bitch do to me, even if she rate me

If you gon' take it, do your job bitch, suck my dick, go crazy

This shit come from private vault, I do not rock no BAPE, B

Catch a kill, supply the block, I just bought a new crate, B

Dappin' a **** up after I fuck his bitch, I'm feeling great, B

See why the plug ain't put **** on, can't get no lower for these cases

'Cause we bussin' **** heads

Get a case of 'em for the low, and off you, we get extra bread

Shoot yo' fucking mouth up off yo' chin and den go off his head

Opp think we playing, he left out with no gen, that's how you end up dead

If you send a shot where I lay at with my kid, yo' bitch ass better be scared

****, I'ma demon that the devil sent, the monster under the bed

Let shit slide, don't think I'm scared of none of you ****, I'm scared of the feds

Popped him in the chest, he doin' the pledge, keep it a brick, lil' bitch, you scared

Brand new Ricky tan, yeah, these bitches dead stock

My Draco YMCMB, it make a **** bed rock

[Chorus]

I been pouring drank for 30 days straight

This shit getting nostalgic, see my old place

I don't feel like falling, your hands I hold, bae

Play with that pussy when you call me, more spice than my old bae

She said, "When you leave that show, you gon' call me," I said, "Fasho, bae"

They know I hit that bitch for sure if my lil' bro ain't

It ain't nun' wrong with sipping drank, kidney failure, pimpin' ain't it

That's how my eldest died, ball in peace, know we ain't tripping, baby

Written by: Brian Bedford, Cyrus Gomez, Marc Sharp

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