Braindead

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Lyrics 

Knew dis bih won’t staying down (x2)
You know we don’t play around 
You know we don’t play
Bih know i don’t play 
Bout my queso, need it all 
Just like Pistons, ima ball 
I don’t pass da rock big ball hog
Pour me up just to nod off 
Nih try run in dis mf spot 
Nih got (bow)
Shhh nih got (bow)…
Hit wit da sawed off 
My bih dat work just got off 
Dis job i work ion get off 

Tennis bracelet froze my wrist off 
She my favorite whenever she pissed off
We just waiting to mf lift off 
I’m impatient i hotboxed da lift dawg 
Bih gon leave me High & Dry 
Shouldn’t be driving im still gon drive 
Look in yo eyes im still gon lie 
(Look in yo eyes, look in yo eyes) 
Still gon lie 
Gave you time, you still broke 
I get fresh like Easter bro 
Push up on my eastern hoe 
I got all different color bitches 
All different model glocks w switches 
Soon as i get to da top acting different 

Knew dis bih won’t staying down (x2)
You know we don’t play around 
You know we don’t play
Bih know i don’t play 
Bout my queso, need it all 
Just like Pistons, ima ball 
I don’t pass da rock big ball hog
Pour me up just to nod off 
Nih try run in dis mf spot 
Nih got (bow)
Shhh nih got (bow)…
Hit wit da sawed off 
My bih dat work just got off 
Dis job i work ion get off

High & Dry

dellyvadova - slide (drewtek)

PERSPECTIVE

Prod Rainforest x Kyosei

Music Video: https://youtu.be/2bqy2ySSY58

(Lyrics)

Really fucking them bands up, damn
Really fucking my plans up
Bad, hoe tryna fuck my damn plans up
That, hoe tryna fuck on my mans like yeah
Ksubi jeans hang off my ass like damn
Got that B-roll in my pants like, yeah

Copping that drip off Therealreal
Nigga done shopping at Concord Mills
All my plug bottles be still sealed 
I know your plug having refills
Damn, 424 jacket came straight from LA with them details
You know that I could just get her for retail, then I just put her on resale

Hold on

I take a puff of that za, I see stars when I inhale
These bitches trying too hard for a young nigga heart, better know thats a big fail 
I’m in New York with the cig smell
Open the bag and you know that that shit smell
And even if this shit derail, I know that I just went hard for this shit, yeah
Damn 
Ysl on my shades, I got swag on my face
Why you settle for less, when it’s way more to gain 
I start repping my set, now these boys do the same 
I got negative test in my piss for that lame shit 
I got positive memories of hitting stains, bitch 
I just made the cocoon, they ain’t want see me change bitch 
Fill my bank up with blues, I don’t want no damn chain bitch 
Leave my hoe right on read, think I been on some strange shit 

Really fucking them bands up, damn 
And you seen my damn pain firsthand 
You switch up like the rest and it’s sad 
I was calling for help with no end, but now I come up and they just calling back 
Hit my phone but I changed my jack 
And I’m forever straight, real rap 

Ysl on my shades, I got swag on my face
Why you settle for less, when it’s way more to gain 
I start repping my set, now these boys do the same 
I got negative test in my piss for that lame shit 
I got positive memories of hitting stains, bitch 
I just made the cocoon, they ain’t want see me change bitch 
Fill my bank up with blues, I don’t want no damn chain bitch 
Leave my hoe right on read, think I been on some strange shit 

Really fucking them bands up, damn
Really fucking my plans up
Bad, hoe tryna fuck my damn plans up
That, hoe tryna fuck on my mans like yeah
Ksubi jeans hang off my ass like damn
Got that B-roll in my pants like, yeah

Copping that drip off Therealreal
Nigga done shopping at Concord Mills
All my plug bottles be still sealed 
I know your plug having refills
Damn, 424 jacket came straight from LA with them details
You know that I could just get her for retail, then I just put her on resale

I take a puff of that za, I see stars when I inhale (CL, WavCL)

Vadova - Realreal (Vid In Desc)

Produced by Project

(Lyrics)

Told that girl just how I feel 
Told that girl just how I felt
I wish I could, I can’t help it
Hoe like the pack, I’m tryn smell
Big ass Dutch, take a puff and you shell
Eat that bitch up and you melt
Swag on the shelf and the belt, don’t need help
Shots going off and it smell like you weldin’ 

Having these scales like the fuckin’ cartel
Walk in that bank with the stealth 
Totaled the cat, drove it straight outta hell
Broke the eleventh, was up on the twelfth 
Hold on
That boy a peasant, he told on himself
Designer here, designer there, man this shit right on the shelf
Boy I’m workin’ that check, this ain’t theft

Told that girl just how I feel
Told that girl just how I felt
I wish I could, I can’t help it
Hoe like the pack, I’m tryn smell
Big ass Dutch, take a puff and you shell
Eat that bitch up and you melt
Swag on the shelf and the belt, don’t need help
Shots going off and it smell like you weldin’ 
Boy, you not poppin’ that Glock, but you held it
Broke the eleventh, was up on the twelfth 
Walk in and walk out that bank with the stealth
He can’t even come to swag school, he expelled
Hold on,
Cut up on 485 like a chef
Homicide here, homicide there, man this the city of death
Boy I’m workin’ that check, this ain’t theft

This beat so groovy like Topside’s 
Middle fingers to the other side
If I sign, then I hope that my brother sign
If I die, then I’m hoping my brother live
You can have this shit, I’m on some other shit 
Used to be sad that I wasn’t like them other kids
They ain’t peep I was great but my mother did
Oh they want see me broke? Fuck ‘em then 
Caught a play like that bitch was a pigskin 
Still an African goat like I’m Wizkid 
Man, I think that these niggas been drinking
Cuff a thot, nigga, what was you thinking?
Swag on the shelf, and the belt it got sequins
Before I get to that grave, hope they knowing my name
Sign to the Wav, you can get you a chain, know a few good flips put you back in the game, like 

Swag on the shelf and the belt, don’t need help
Shots going off and it smell like you weldin’ 
Walk in and walk out that bank with the stealth
Broke the eleventh, was up on the twelfth 
Hold on, he can’t even come to swag school, he expelled
Designer here, designer there, man this shit right on the shelf
All this shit came through the mail 

I wish I could, I can’t help it
Hoe like the pack, I’m tryn smell
Hold on
Told that girl just how I feel
Told that girl just how I felt
Big ass Dutch, take a puff and you shell
Eat that bitch up and you melt
Swag on the shelf and the belt, don’t need help
Shots going off and it smell like you weldin’ 

Boy, you not poppin’ that Glock, but you held it
Broke the eleventh, was up on the twelfth 
Walk in and walk out that bank with the stealth
He can’t even come to swag school, he expelled
Hold on,
Cut up on 485 like a chef
Homicide here, homicide there, man this the city of death
Boy I’m workin’ that check, this ain’t theft

Vadova - Twelfth

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