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@omertagoon

(Lyrics)

Bitch I'm the big dog
I’m getting pissed off
Nigga walk in the function he think he the shit just ‘cus he got some Ricks on 
Yeah, if Luh Kae come through, he take that shit off
On gang, no R Kelly, these niggas got shit on
I’m tryna slide
One dese fuck niggas tryn die, So I went put hot sauce in a rental
She tryna ride
She tryna come to da 5 so I went put dat bitch in a headlock
2 man
I don’t even think she gone mind, I been fuckin ha friend, I told twin hell nah, he can't get her
Bae
It's some things i can't tell ya
Real rich slime, baby, I’m a pretender
We could get fly and then go out da way cus my African play brought them bricks back to Kenya
She was like, do you do drugs
do you do, do you do, do you do drugs, I say hell yeah
I’m in the booth wit the cup
Slime gotta ship that pack off, hope he dont mix the mail up

I can clutch with these niggas, wassup
Just like I’m Mike Phelps, young nigga stay with that metal
Damn, its not what but its who you know
Know I’m gone get that roll if you knew me tho
Damn
In the mufuckin booth right now, hold up, I got a jelly roll
Cross a pretty ho right off my schedule
Superstudio, came from that microphone
Sellin iPhones, I got me like 20 more 
Fuck the opposite, I’m tryna top the score (Wcl)
You can Zelle me that bag just to rock the show
They wasn’t hearing me, ain’t tryna talk no more 
This swag
Young nigga rock this swag
Dropping steez, lil bitch get back
Fuck niggas stay getting did bad
And the gotdamn jeans Kris Van, Assche
All on my jeans who mad
Ashin on my brand new swag, 
Ashin on my brand new swag, like hold up
Damn 
Superbad hoe tryna see if I do drugs, told that ho hell yeah
I wouldn’t speak on the 8 or the Wav, you can just ask the last nigga
Yeah
Niggas should stop posting that lil bankroll if you ask me (Shit aint shit)
You know Im smoking on premium za I won’t ask you to match me
I just been doing these drugs for a while so I know when you taxing

Vadova x Omertagoon - Do U Do Dr*gz

Unknown Producer

(Lyrics) 

Damn, post,
Post right up, same trap where they cooking at
Post right up on the gram and she fuck with that 
Post right up in that Benz and I’m whipping that
(Yeah woah)
I cant do no more friends, ain’t no time for that 
One more cup of the red, pour a line of that
I’m tryn get you on cam like I’m Kai Cenat 
(Yeah woah)
Damn 
Whole gang suit the fuck up like the men in black 
Whole gang meet the fuck up, we got plenty gas
Whole gang in sprinter truck, aint no Cadillac
Woah
Yeah, whole damn 448 and its going fast
Whole damn trap, and a K in my tote bag
This shit come with the pain and we chose that

Damn 
Most of these niggas hate, I ain’t on that
Bro pull up wit the play and we score that
These niggas thought I was playing, I won’t tho
NYC to LA, smokin fronto
In my city, I linkup this thot hoe
Love Pain Wav, thats a young nigga motto

Damn, smoke
Free smoke, bitch, got whatever you want hoe
Freebandz, spend on whenever I want hoe
Bitch I stand on whatever, I won’t go 
Fit check, hoe we don’t rep the same logo
Strip pants, and I came westwood my polo
Pulled up, took your VS’s, that shit gone
Niggas say they with the BS but they really hoes 
Killing that pussy, hoe, I’m a criminal
Drop that bitch on the floor, I might litter hoe
Told you I’m finna blow, take it literal
I told you I fucked a million hoes, I wasn’t literal
I gotta live for my little bro, I cant sin no more
And that sadity hoe want some more, like Young Metro
You know the moment a nigga broke, he invisible
You know Vadova been in the fold, I’m so memorable 

Smoke on presh’ put the hoe out halfway
We’ll put a hole in your chest, have a hoe nigga half baked 
Opp nigga smoke be the best, got your bro in the ashtray
Bitch I’m flooring that Vette like the hoe don’t got brakes, 
Finna smash that
Y’all both can’t hop in the Vette, this hoe don’t got space

Damn, post,
Post right up, same trap where they cooking at
Post right up on the gram and she fuck with that 
Post right up in that Benz and I’m whipping that
(Yeah woah)
I cant do no more friends, ain’t no time for that 
One more cup of the red, pour a line of that
I’m tryn get you on cam like I’m Kai Cenat 
(Yeah woah)
Damn 
Whole gang suit the fuck up like the men in black 
Whole gang meet the fuck up, we got plenty gas
Whole gang in sprinter truck, aint no Cadillac
Woah
Yeah, whole damn 448 and its going fast
Whole damn trap, and a K in my tote bag
This shit come with the pain and we chose that

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