Released: July 24, 2019
Featuring: Khalid
Songwriter: Mustafa Jordan Ullman K. Robinson Khalid Majid Al Maskati
Producer: Jordan Ullman
[Intro: Majid Al Maskati]
Oh, oh (Oh)
Oh, oh (Oh)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Chorus: Majid Al Maskati & Khalid]
How many wrongs can I right?
How many? (How many?)
How many wrongs in a night? (How?)
How many wrongs in a night, oh (How many?)
Ooh, caught up in L.A., yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught up in a race, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Majid Al Maskati]
I'm tryna keep faith
Tryna stay real not fake, man
Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah
Get the Louis from the Louis store straight
Packin' it up, sendin' it to your place
Callin' you up just so I can touch base
I hate how you're so far away
Nobody's perfect, I've made my mistakes
Nobody's perfect, I learned the hard way
I wish you could be here, I miss your embrace
Can't wait to hold you this time
Can't wait, I told you I can't wait
You make me feel like I can't lose
Yeah, that's right I wanna get to you
You're all I believe in
I wanna show you everything
You're my strength, not my weakness
Yeah, your secrets are safe
Just like your heart is
But I'm caught up in L.A. like a movie
Stuck here on replay, want you on repeat
When you come to see me, yeah
[Chorus: Majid Al Maskati, Khalid & Both]
How many wrongs can I right? (How many?)
How many songs can I write? (Too many)
How many blunts can I smoke in a night (In a night, no)
How many?
[Verse 2: Khalid]
How many blunts can I smoke in a night?
Blowing O's underneath the moonlight
Not a lot of things that I won't try
I just bought a Rolls that I don't even drive
Interior red, outside white
Been a hell of a year, yeah, yeah
Fuck up a bag, make the money disappear, yeah
Work it, worth it
Bodies hangin' from the chandelier, yeah, yeah
Now I'm caught up in L.A
Picking you up, take an Uber to your place
Pulled up just so I could show face
But I can't go to the club 'cause it's too industry, yeah, yeah
Used to drive a Chevrolet
Now my car so nice, that I got a valet
What more do I need to say?
I put on for the family
From the city of the 915
Where the girls are pretty and they know how to ride it, yeah
Autopilot, you don't even gotta drive it, yeah, ayy
[Chorus: Khalid & Majid Al Maskati]
Caught up in L.A. yeah, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah
Caught up in L.A
How many wrongs can I right? (Caught up in L.A., yeah)
How many songs can I write? (Too many)
How many drinks can I pour in a night?
[Bridge: Majid Al Maskati]
How many?
How many wrongs can I right?
How many wrongs in a night?
How many wrongs can I right?
How many?
How many?
[Outro: Majid Al Maskati]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh (Oh)
Oh, oh (Oh)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Chorus: Majid Al Maskati & Khalid]
How many wrongs can I right?
How many? (How many?)
How many wrongs in a night? (How?)
How many wrongs in a night, oh (How many?)
Ooh, caught up in L.A., yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught up in a race, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Majid Al Maskati]
I'm tryna keep faith
Tryna stay real not fake, man
Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah
Get the Louis from the Louis store straight
Packin' it up, sendin' it to your place
Callin' you up just so I can touch base
I hate how you're so far away
Nobody's perfect, I've made my mistakes
Nobody's perfect, I learned the hard way
I wish you could be here, I miss your embrace
Can't wait to hold you this time
Can't wait, I told you I can't wait
You make me feel like I can't lose
Yeah, that's right I wanna get to you
You're all I believe in
I wanna show you everything
You're my strength, not my weakness
Yeah, your secrets are safe
Just like your heart is
But I'm caught up in L.A. like a movie
Stuck here on replay, want you on repeat
When you come to see me, yeah
[Chorus: Majid Al Maskati, Khalid & Both]
How many wrongs can I right? (How many?)
How many songs can I write? (Too many)
How many blunts can I smoke in a night (In a night, no)
How many?
[Verse 2: Khalid]
How many blunts can I smoke in a night?
Blowing O's underneath the moonlight
Not a lot of things that I won't try
I just bought a Rolls that I don't even drive
Interior red, outside white
Been a hell of a year, yeah, yeah
Fuck up a bag, make the money disappear, yeah
Work it, worth it
Bodies hangin' from the chandelier, yeah, yeah
Now I'm caught up in L.A
Picking you up, take an Uber to your place
Pulled up just so I could show face
But I can't go to the club 'cause it's too industry, yeah, yeah
Used to drive a Chevrolet
Now my car so nice, that I got a valet
What more do I need to say?
I put on for the family
From the city of the 915
Where the girls are pretty and they know how to ride it, yeah
Autopilot, you don't even gotta drive it, yeah, ayy
[Chorus: Khalid & Majid Al Maskati]
Caught up in L.A. yeah, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah
Caught up in L.A
How many wrongs can I right? (Caught up in L.A., yeah)
How many songs can I write? (Too many)
How many drinks can I pour in a night?
[Bridge: Majid Al Maskati]
How many?
How many wrongs can I right?
How many wrongs in a night?
How many wrongs can I right?
How many?
How many?
[Outro: Majid Al Maskati]
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Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh