Europe Trip ft Xani London

My Invention [Masin + Malachi]

Dis everyday shit 
Wake up n blaze it
They want da swag, they tryna take it 
I ran the cash up, fuck about saving 
They can’t een match up, they can’t een match us

Yup, I drip everyday just for a passion 
Bitch ain wanna fuck until I stacked it up
Yves saint Laurent that b on my jacket yuh 
These lame nggas 2 ass I ain jackin ya

Don’t ask me bout the future bitch ion kno 
Only thing tht I kno is I need a roll 
Off the acid don’t know what I’m seeing tho 
Thinkin bout you cus yk I need you

Yea so high, on a skyscraper
Big jeans, bitch it’s the ravers
Roll weed, into the paper
Sorry, but I can’t save ya 

I jus b touching bands bitch so Ian complaining 
I’m in dis lil sedan, goin fuckin 180
Know u can’t have my swag, that’s my fuckin creation
These niggas had my swag so I had to just change it 
Nigga you got my back, that’s the reason I love you 
I know you got my back, but don’t call me a junkie 
And I rock different tags, bitch yk dis balenci
And I’m in Manhattan, I hop off at delancey 

Bitch bad, all these bands, 
Why they mad? I jus b countin up 
Yea too bad, so sad
Don’t ever think I was down for the count bruh 
G19 wit a whole 30 rounds and the kel tec fold up lay yo ass down 
We in CLT finna heat up da south 
And u green as fuck so u bet watch yo mouth nigga

Vadova - Ravers prod: Dyzaie, Pax

In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em! 
Damn, niggas they broke, they dick ride
I’m on the road through the night time 
Damn, ake me a puff, feel right now
& I fucked up, she don’t look at me right now 

Honestly, can say that I tried now
Honestly, the gang yea I’m dying bout em 
And we deep, whenever we ride out 
Bnb, this shit like a hideout
Heated seats, whenever it’s ice out 
& I geek up whenever it’s nice out
I ain’t beefing with ya, better sign out
That Maria, I burn all the time now 
Balenci, yea I put on my spine, I ball like Ariza when he at the line now 
I be thinking about every time I lost to my demons, I can’t let it slide now 
In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em
I was covered in rags, I’m covered in tags & swag, Vadova don’t hurt em
Ain’t no way that I’m coming in last, bitch I’m going mad, and they getting nervous 
And no way that we going out bad, we don’t gotta flash it, bitch we ain’t worried

Wav team go up fasho 
Glock 26 for my ho
Told da bitch she could jus hold it
Ion even kno where to go, but I’m tryna dive in her ocean 
Ion een think I can float 
& she got coke under her nose
Told that bitch that I ain’t fuckin wit it & I told dat bitch I got no competition in this bitch
Ion even think I can float, but I’m tryna dive in her ocean 
But really I want me the whole thing, dat must be why I’m hurting yea
Hurting, big body no curtains, they can’t see inside cus them boys worthless 
Ion think in the past, I been getting cash, you know that I been tryna murk em 
That Mercedes go fast, this bitch in my lap, 100k right in my duffel 
Number (N)ine on my tag, I move like a rebel, you fuck with us and you in trouble 
Number (N)ine on my tag, you move like a pussy boy you fuck around and get shot

In the whip wit some drip and that stick bitch I been tryna murk em! 
Damn, niggas they broke, they dick ride
I’m on the road through the night time 
Damn, take me a puff, feel right now
& I fucked up, she don’t look at me right now

Murk Em ft Xani London [Masin/Tylerfutura]

yea, i been high off stupid strainz
ima always always always do my things

want me change my ways?
that shi never ok baby
u think im finna chase baby
bih its cool jus replace me

i had a long day baby
yea, blunt to the face me
none of my opps can face me
none of my- none of my opps can face me
to live, i gotta make dis shit
to make it, i gotta live dis shit
so get out your feelings bih
when i fucked up hadda live with it
and i was broke had to live with tht
get over that, now im over that
now its in the past,
smoke shit, thats never in the past, bih we on yo ass
fast whip i hadda heart attack
fat blick gotta move smarter man
yea, look in my mind its like horror man
you dont wanna b around dis aura man

yes i put my damn foot in the door man
and they slammed it shut and it hurt baby but i tried my hardest to ignore man
i went thru the mud and the dirt baby hadda clean ts up like sum chores man
i be ina crib thinkin bout how to turn dis shit up, promise ian bored man
and i roll a blunt, im finna soar man

and im slowin up off of this drank man
oh u goin up? you and me both nigga
oh u growin up say dat we done baby
guess we done den u did the most hoe
im in san fran came frm the boat hoe
its the bandman, ball like the logo
hittin different cities, i cant go home cus i put dis shi on for my folks bro.

yea, i been high off stupid strainz
huh, why dese fuck niggas think dey gng
ye, if u pledge allegiance to the wav
u gon be foreva eva paid

Stupidstrainz. [Malachi/Sellcountn]

Yeah, Bitch too high, shit crazy
I been on- I been on fly shit lately 
Hella drugs, we got all type shit lately 
Nigga broke, he been on tight shit lately 
Told da ho shhh, I’m on timin lately 
Foreign hoe fw my rhyming lately 
M340i fly lil baby
Wav shi, we let it fly lil baby 
Case dismissed, yeen mine lil baby
Patience, wait for your time lil nigga 
Hate your fit, get a stylist nigga 
Wait, this shit can get violent nigga 
K, I might have some bias nigga 
Yeah, kick shit with my slime and he see my fye, yea he wanna try it nigga 
Fuck it, supply the nigga 

Drip on my body nigga
Roll up a spliff with some grabba in it, ima lift out my body nigga 
Wake up and get to it, makin these hits, this shit like a hobby
I don’t care what I did, I ain’t sorry 
And the bitch wanna ride like a Harley cus she see I shoot like a man in the army
Yeah
This lil life get crazy
This lil- This lil life get crazy
Big blick with a green light shit crazy 
Bitch gon ride with no license lately 
Didn’t know I would be like this baby 
Big bowl rippin, I’m flying nigga 
You not dripping, you lying nigga
Yeahhh, M340i glide lil nigga 

No! Yeen my slime lil nigga 
T- Two- Two blunts at one time lil nigga 
No I ain’t never switched sides lil nigga 
Post up I’m dripping divine lil nigga 
Want what I got? U can’t find this, nigga 
Can’t, walk how I walk, you ain’t like that nigga 
You ain’t want the smoke, why you type that, nigga?
Woah, M340i slide past nigga
Woah, shoot just like Horry, I’m steadily scoring, they setting the screen like an ipad nigga 
Shit getting boring, the hate I ignore it, Mercedes it’s foreign, I like that nigga 
Vetements orange, I go Trevor Lawrence
Ch- Check dat score bitch I’m up every quarter
And these niggas too broke, it’s adorable 
Can’t believe I went broke, it’s a miracle

Yeah, Bitch too high, shit crazy
I been on- I been on fly shit lately 
Hella drugs, we got all type shit lately 
Nigga broke, he been on tight shit lately 
Told da ho shhh, I’m on timin lately 
Foreign hoe fw my rhyming lately 
M340i fly lil baby 
Woah, M340i glide lil baby

M340i [Dyzaie/Thakid]

Unitus x Vadova - Targeted [Keykelly]

Sometimes you gotta face the truth
Sometimes I wish I could talk to the blunt, I’d tell it “I’m facing you”
Numbers they keep going up, I’m making them bangers dude 
I just be focused and I just be toking the blunt, bitch I came to raise the roof
You gotta shut the fuck up, I’m lowkey ashamed of you
Nigga be talking too tough, like he can’t get vanquished
Bitch I get fucked up because I’m fucked up, I did this shit out of anger 
I’m getting bucks up, I’m probably touching more racks than a banker 

Yeah, smoke that gas to a vapor 
FN just for your taper 
Stack stand tall, Jayson Tatum 
Wrap cannabis in paper 
Can’t cap, don’t understand it 
How I just miss her and hate her 
Smokin this gas till I’m stranded nigga I get high and get lost in the flavors

You should tell your friends & your neighbors 
I just locked in with my plug nigga so I’m gone need a bigger container 
No way that I’m listening to these fuck niggas cus they move just the same as a hater 
She said I’m making these hits I said “duh nigga”, and these new folks they can’t een compare 
Let’s go
Sometimes I had to face the boof 
Can’t give a fuck now, sliding through uptown, I’m face to face with blues
People would say I was nun, I keep going up, and these niggas hate the news
Everyone going through sum, I’m going through drugs, get high just like sailor moon 
Bitch it ain’t shit you can say to me
No I ain’t chiefing, I’m savoring
Bitches be acting like bitches and turn to these niggas like: why ain’t you saving me?
I ain’t had shit in my kitchen, I turned to the chicken, I ain’t tryna taste the beef 
I’m in Atlantic, pacific, I’m spazzing, I’m dripping, bitch im tryna chase a dream 
(And it’s still rip David) 

Sometimes you gotta face the truth
Sometimes I wish I could talk to the blunt, I’d tell it “I’m facing you”
These numbers they keep going up, I’m making them bangers dude 
I just be focused and I just be toking the blunt, bitch I came to raise the roof
You gotta shut the fuck up, I’m lowkey ashamed of you
Nigga be talking too tough, like he can’t get vanquished
Bitch I get fucked up because I’m fucked up, I did this shit out of anger 
I’m getting bucks up, I’m probably touching more racks than a banker 

Superintendent, haa 
Superintendent, haa 
Superintendent, woah 
Superintendent, woah

Sometimes [Sellcountn]

Fill my lungs wit da smoke
Damn I get high like a drone 
No I can’t fw these folks 
Niggas b watching they cloning yea 
No you can’t do dis alone
No I can’t do it alone either 
And I just euro my soles 
I jus go put dat shi on here N there…

& im in love with my city but,
Sometimes I jus gotta go disappear 
God damn, dis shit get hideous 
But dis pretty bitch all in my ear 
God damn, think I wasn’t serious?
It’s vadova my nigga I ball like a damn cavalier 
God damn, I’m out the way havin fun, wish you were here

Back to the basics bitch 
Came from the basement, serving them bases 
Blowin down flavors, bitch I been blazin 
Always consistent, never complacent 
I just need pape cus life is what you make it
I damn near poured a 4 inside the Naked
Touchin racks Ian worried bout savings, bitch I ball like u make it u take it 
Yes I got all type of designer flavors 
That I’m rockin, nigga be draped up
But you gotta, keep dis shi player 
And you said you was there you wasn’t there…

(And you said you was there you wasn’t there..)

Fill my lungs wit da smoke
Damn I get high like a drone 
No I can’t fw these folks 
Niggas b watching they cloning yea 
No you can’t do dis alone
No I can’t do it alone either 
And I just euro my soles 
I jus go put dat shi on here N there…

& im in love with my city but,
Sometimes I jus gotta go disappear 
God damn, dis shit get hideous 
But dis pretty bitch all in my ear 
God damn, think I wasn’t serious?

HereNthere [Masin + Malachi]

(He says, we’ll have to wait until 1.5, whatever that means)
(Go team delly)
(Omg, its a WAV exclusive) 

And the hoe cant come to my spot
Hell no, Ian losing my spot 
Nigga trying take shit, slime his ass out! 
I been on wav shit, no you can’t break dis shit up 
Break dat hoe like I break down a nug 
Breakdown a brick, kicking shit with the plug 
Break the fourth wall just to get to them drugs, woah
Bitch I’m damn near a junkie 
And I aint had no love in the first place, these niggas did me disgusting
And I been getting cake like my birthday, I’m getting money on money 
I’m talking hunnids on hunnids ok? 
Coming in twos like the same last name 
Come in the booth, I got something to say 

Damn, I heard that they spreading shit 
I had to cut ties with hella niggas, I ain’t spend a day regretting it
And I ball like the franchise cus this lil life shit, you cannot take for granted 
In the hills with the table granite 
We took the drank and created famine 
Yeah, takin that pape and vanish 
TV dinner turned to steak and salmon 
Niggas still hateful, damn it 
Don’t give a fuck cus I’m grateful, sadly 
And my name it hold weight, no salads 
Young nigga moving that weight, DJ Khaled 
Staying down, going up, wait its a balance 
Staying down, hustling, I’m skating thru traffic

(This is a wav ex- this is a wav, hehe)
(Mr Vadova, Hellooo?)

I wont go back and forth with no hoe, you can have it
And that door open up back and forth for these addicts 
What you need? Blue or green? Got that shit in the attic 
Yess I was down bad, was the down baddest 
Racks ima count that, shit make me happy 
Wtf? U niggas sleep? U was napping .. 
I’m tryna put this lil city on the map bitch, 

And the hoe cant come to my spot
Hell no, Ian losing my spot 
Nigga trying take shit, slime his ass out! 
I been on wav shit, no you can’t break dis shit up 
Break dat hoe like I break down a nug 
Breakdown a brick, kicking shit with the plug 
Break the fourth wall just to get to them drugs, woah

Bitch I’m damn near a junkie 
And I aint had no love in the first place, these niggas did me disgusting
And I been getting cake like my birthday, I’m getting money on money 
I’m talking hunnids on hunnids ok? 
Coming in twos like the same last name 
(Go, team delly)

(Aye sell)

Breakdat prod. isaiahsxx, Sellcountn, Octodog

(Mr. Vadova, Are you there? )
Oh yeah 
Yeahh, pshh
(This is a wav exclusive. This is a w- hehe)
(Hello????)
Yeah
(Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo ,Yo, Yo )

I just hopped off plane, LA 
I can’t do shit plain, no way 
We just burn through strains all day
We just burn through, hey
Big ass beam gone skate 
She tryna hotbox, call it a date 
Bro having glock, might blow you away
I’m using Wifi to make a play
I peep these niggas be tripping, but I know I’m different, I’m doing this shit for the gang 
You know a young nigga picky, my drip is specific, its coming from all different places..

I know that they spreading hate, I evade it
Wish things were different, its too late to change it 
I just make bangers and blow different flavors
I cant een stay here, might switch my location 
I just go Trevor Lawrence when I’m playing
And I might go on tour, where u staying? 
You could become a corpse where u standing 
And I’m just needing more nigga, nothing else matter
Yeah 
Woah woah
And I keep dropping hits, its a pattern
These niggas capping, acting, feel like the captain
You niggas never a factor
Chrome heart shit on my back, I got swagger 
Homme Plus drip and the shit kinda tattered
Bitch why you fuck with me? What is u after
I cant convince u to fuck wit me, don’t make me sadder
Cards, dice, parties, vibes 
What is wav, what is life
All this weight that I carry 
Don’t got strength, I can’t lie
Don’t got strength i cant lie 
But i wake up and get to the bag, need that fore I die

I just hopped off plane, LA 
I can’t do shit plain, no way 
We just burn through strains all day
We just burn through, hey
I know that they spreading hate, I evade it
Wish things were different, its too late to change it 
I just make bangers and blow different flavors
I cant een stay here, might switch my location 
I just go Trevor Lawrence when I’m playing
And I might go on tour, where u staying? 
You could become a corpse where u standing 
And I’m just needing more nigga, nothing else matter

Nun else matter prod: devan, nights

(Archetype )

These niggas couldn’t een stick to da code fr 
Remember dem nights it was cold fr 
Yeah , think im old fr 
Young nigga stepping in gosha still 
Damn , I met dat bitch up at skyhouse 
I met dat bitch tried to bring her to my house 
Still, I’m tryna knock a opp lights out
Still, bro tryna knock sum, bro tryna kill 
Roll up the runtz call it opps 
Nigga i roll up the opps call em runtz 
Why u keep missing the point? Ima say dis shit once 
After dat shi , u done

I’m counting bandz up, dis shi for fun 
Didn’t u kno im the one ? 
Didn’t u kno? The nigga u dickriding ,
Find inspiration in us
You prolly ain know, im ridin wit big fye
Everybody want ya stuff 
It’s prolly ya hoe 
Sleep on my bedside, nigga gon and get ur slut 

And I’m sorry that’s ur fuckin slut 
I came far but I’m goin farther, I been making songs, u remember slut? 
Remember my first ep goin dumb?
I called my second lil shi going up 
Don’t think for a second lil bitch, that im done 
Wav shit in conception, this shit just begun 
This bitch in my messages, prolly tryn fuck 
This paper I’m flexing ain come from no trust 
Be patient lil bitch when I cook, im the chef, you cleaning my mess, lil bitch grab a sponge 
I’m dropping a check, it’s filled with the funds 
I’m knocking ur ex, dat bitch wasn’t nun 
I’m not perfect, but I’m gettin shi done 
They fake, they counterfeiting the funk

These niggas couldn’t een stick to da code fr 
Remember dem nights it was cold fr 
Yeah , think im old fr 
Young nigga stepping in gosha still 
Damn , I met dat bitch up at skyhouse 
I met dat bitch tried to bring her to my house 
Still, I’m tryna knock a opp lights out
Still, bro tryna knock sum, bro tryna kill 
Roll up the runtz call it opps 
Nigga i roll up the opps call em runtz 
Why u keep missing the point? Ima say dis shit once 
After dat shi , u done

I’m counting bandz up, dis shi for fun 
Didn’t u kno im the one ? 
Didn’t u kno? The nigga u dickriding ,
Find inspiration in us ..?

(Wav)

Stuck to code [isaiahsxx Octodog Beancoco]

Pull up Let’s have fun 
Pull up wit dat blunt 
Pull up wit sum thot hoes 
I need more than one
I need more than two 
I need way more blues 
When I up this guap roll,
Den it’s up for you! 

I got weed pills drank shrooms, 
And it’s comin through
Need a refill , thank you 
Pour another deuce 
I said why these niggas never try? 

You got nun to lose
You got nun to lose 
You got nun to lose 

And I fuk dat bih so bad, she like when u comin thru? 
Ok purples on my ass, I want nun to do with ksubi
She want nun to do w me 
I want way more jewelry 
And we uppin 50 mags,
If u try dat foolery

2024 Freestyle *WAVMIX*

(What, Huh, Yeah, aye..)

Roll up, big ass blunt and blaze it 
Hold up, hold up, I ain’t with the games
Don’t need, no one, but i need u bae
Blow up, dough up, It’s all on the way 
Score up, pour up, in the Lemonade
No one showed up, turn up anyway
Do a, Show uh, probably in ur State..

You tryna flex up nigga, 
Hurry you can’t be late
Thought they was getting the best of a nigga 
Still, I never felt betrayed 
And I thought you had the recipe but,
You couldn’t fuck up the game with it 
Real za, I hop on the plane with it
I taught, the swag but they aint get it
Stay with the gang and its, fuck the opposite
Whats on my brain a nig, got a lot of shit 
Bro need a getaway, he just poppin shit 
You tryna get away, so we stop ya, bitch
I need a little space
Cus I’m still tryna work on this mixtape 
And my nigga plugged in like an interface
I wasnt tryna fall out but you in the way..
Hey
Hey
Young nigga drip down, look at the get up
You just gon sit down? Get up 
I ain’t no sit down nigga 
Post up where they break the brick down, but i’m on some whole new other shit now
Yeah, studied salvation, I’m lit now, but if you play with the shit, you a print out 
Yeah, I got this bitch like a guard dog , part of me lookin for ways just to get out 
Damn, another hoe cuttin my heart off, prolly ian gon tell da ho chill out 
Call gang lets get a hit out 
These niggas copy the swag snd they dip out
On gang, I cant een trip out
Been with the gang through a whole lotta shit now
 
(Co cozy boy shit)
(Yeah) 
(Haha)
(Roll up , roll up)
(Yeah, aye)

Roll up, big ass blunt and blaze it 
Hold up, hold up, I ain’t with the games
Don’t need, no one, but i need u bae
Blow up, dough up, It’s all on the way 
Score up, pour up, in the Lemonade
No one showed up, turn up anyway
Do a, Show uh, probably in ur State..
(One point five…)
(Oh my god it’s a wav exclusive)

In ur state prod. wintrr

Vadova - Aiint safe prod: Chasesalvia

Give Me Ur Soul prod: Drewtek

Vadova x Unitus x Tracehoe - DVD

(Malachi, nooo)
Yeah 
Huh
(This is a Wav exclusive)
(This is a wa- hehe) 

These niggas, they aint seen shit, fareal, damn
I was down bad on the northside, now i came up and these niggas play both sides 
Call me sir, I came with a bowtie
Aint no bird, twin letting the bows fly 
Niggas get hurt so easy, don’t know why
And this fur CdG, who the coat by
Yeah these verses too easy, I don’t try
Nobody said It be easy, take yo time 
Damn,
I roll up and blow down
I drop hits and they call me the goat now 
And if I tell her call me Vadova, then sooner or later, this shit fin B over 
Strong ass weed and it obviously odor, you take a li hit you gon holler and yodel 
Know my twin having lots of the pour-up, he take it and drop it in bottles of soda 
Damn
Don’t even start, game over 
Told dat bitch don’t even start, it’s over 
Told her I’m lowkey a star, she going 
Then I pull out a gar and I blow it 
That’s bro, but he on guard, he blow ya
Fast ass supercharged car, we rolling 
Yeah we finna hit charts, I’m knowing 
And dis hoe want my heart, I sold it 

(Cmonnn)
Yeah
There aint no more drank i poured it
Your foot on the line free throwin
Check my uniform Rick Owens
Cmon, your uniform so boring
In the RS7 im floorin, RIP to the tire i tore it
Dont care what he say not important
Its a full proof safe where i store it
If im showin this shit dont record it thats a super quick way to get you extorted
Cant wear what i wear cant afford it
The money i spend be retarded
She ask me a question, I heart it
I dont got a answer just catch me in charlotte
We gonna fuck up the party
You dont even know what you started
I came in hot but coldhearted
Dont care bout the cost i just go put my card in
Ima full swagged out rich artist
If you hop in the whip u get car sick
He broke why he always tryna start shit
All he doin is forming a target 

These niggas, they aint seen shit, fareal 
Damn 
Somewhere in uptown
Young nigga just trying break me a nug down
You know you not on shit, sit the FUCK down 
I think I’m fine with being in the background 
No no
I cannot lack now
I call my fn Manny, it pacquiao
Niggas my sons no nanny or grandma 
Young nigga too fly, pull out the camera ..

Vadova x Tracehoe - Odor prod: Malachi

I’m havin gas
Who tryn smoke sum?
Who got da gar? Tryn roll sum 
I put the tab on my tongue 
You put the tab on your tongue yeah yeah 
Damn, you got the racks den show sum 
You got da swag den post sum 
I got this bad ass bih on my phone bruh 
YN might hop out wit dat cobra 

Twin pullup 7.62 he come thru & hit at yo crew
I am the last nigga in my bloodline so I gotta keep dis shit true
Freebandz off the wake up nigga, shit too good to be true
Everyone wanted some limelight nigga, you need to focus on you
And the coupe dumb as hell, I chopped the roof off
Gas the bnb to hell it need some Lysol
She said as soon as you get here you’ll turn the lights off ?
All these lil niggas fraud as hell, they don’t take the tags off
My twin go fed he ridin striker with the tags off
I cashed the navy out and spent it on some good drop 
SS 11 undercover, lookin back that was a good drop
This shit like a label nigga, waiting for this shit to take off

High class label shit , Wav shit just like deathrow bra 
Whole gang coming Noah’s ark, we just post up on a boat bra 
Can’t een hang, cus I kno he narc, yea dat YN da police 
Whole gang, we jus roll a gar, ion een think we can smoke Dese
Whole 8th in a fuckin raw? How tf u finna roll dat 
Whole wav, in her fuckin jaw? How tf u finna wife dat 
Whole K, dat bih knock U off… and u think u finna fight dat ? 
Bro got jammed, dam near called Saul 
STG he gon b right back 
Fineshit down Cus she see me on socials 
Fye him up if he ruin the moment 
5-6 digit play hit like a bonus 
You can’t get away, look at the motor 
I smoke wedding cake, look at the odor 
This shit not a game, fuck dat controller 
My bitch alternative, post up in Noda
And I know that these niggas gon know us

Chorus

Vadova x Velarian - Alternative prod: Drewtek

Prod. By Drewtek

Yeah 
Trap house bitch to the rooftop 
Six feet tall wit Dese boots on 
Disney trip for da whole squad 
Amex, bitch got da face card 
Say my name then I ain’t far
Came thru trim wit da AR
Swang dat coupe like a race car
Frames on face dis bit chrome heart 

Wav shi we on Dey radar 
Wav bitch Dey gonna notice 
Bro got the id, the fake card 
So we can walk in unnoticed 
Roll up dat J , geek geek 
We not the same species
They made dis jpg 
Fore I knew my ABC’s

Knew u was devilish before I met u 
Push on the pedal it sound like the devil 
Back to back Chevy dis not een no hemi 
I pop a Tesla and I’m seeing double 
Dig with my hands thru the mud and the rubble 
U in the mud and u think bout a shovel 
Use to go uptown, geek on the shuttle 
Now I’m just uptown taking some photos

Kill bill, all foreign kicks like a dojo 
Bitch still, I need my chicken adobo 
Lil pill, I take dat bih and I roll over 
Real spill, just like the beats I was solo 
Did drills just for the cheese, I said yolo 
U still get on ur knees for da promo 
Too skilled wit da K shoot dat bih slomo
Room filled wit da haze smokin on dope bro 

Damn 
I gotta geek bih now 
Tryna go up, nigga now
Damn, nigga been tweaking the sound 
Right now 
I’m high af outta town 
Bad bitch right now, 
Tryna come round 
Double down, sticked up get Ona ground 
Play wit dat shi and da blicky go pow
I pop my shit and Dese niggas like how 
Yea
Trap house bitch to the rooftop 
Six feet tall wit Dese boots on 
Disney trip for da whole squad 
Amex, bitch got da face card 
Say my name then I ain’t far
Came thru trim wit da AR
Swang dat coupe like a race car
Swang dat coupe like a Wav …

Wav shi we on Dey radar 
Wav bitch Dey gonna notice 
Bro got the id, the fake card 
So we can walk in unnoticed 
Roll up dat J , geek geek 
We ain the same species
They made dis jpg 
Fore I knew my ABC’s..

Vadova - Facecard

Lyrics : 

Aint too keen on collaboration 
But my jeans is collaboration 
Mix and match these pieces, the swag its like a celebration 
This drip overseas, yes im steppin out in hella nations
My bih got dat piece, yea she strapped just like the tomb raider 
Post on balconies with the gas, im smoking new flavors
Fuck that grabba leaf, ima roll dis bih with two papers
Don’t care what you need, my plug never keeping you waiting

He on time 
You better keep you one, these niggas slime 
Yeah, I got my fefe up 
Now she wanna ride 
Damn, nigga cant beat me up 
Im riding wit fye, ahh
Yeah
Ian reply 
Mad dat I told u everything, all u deserve is silence 
Locked in wit niggas who never had anything, so they resort to violence 
God damn, he got da mini drake, and he waiting for niggas to try it ..
Nigga who tryna get slimed
Everyone tryna get signed 
Me? Im tryna get high 
What you tryna do 
Cus ion know you 
Stick in the trunk, it cant fit in no coupe 
Post the fuck up in this drip like a suit 
Been that, young nigga stick and I move 
Break dat brick just to get in the mood 

Aint too keen on collaboration 
But my jeans is collaboration 
Mix and match these pieces, the swag its like a celebration 
This drip overseas, yes im steppin out in hella nations
My bih got dat piece, yea she strapped just like the tomb raider 
Post on balconies with the gas, im smoking new flavors
Fuck that grabba leaf, ima roll dis bih with two papers
Don’t care what you need, my plug never keeping you waiting

Yeah yeah 
He on time, yea he on time
(And yk i need that shit nigga) 
He on time, yea he on time
(Im tryna lift tf up now) 
He on time, yea he on time

Southside Gun on my hip 
Westside eastside young nigga dip
Northside thats where my heart at
Bad bitch she tryna find dat 
I’m in the cut smoking Ice cap 
Bronem hit for the ipad 
Damn 
Gle slide past 
Damn gle yea yea 
These niggas watching like Imax 
These niggas bite its not worth it to bite back 
Uppin a roll and she slide back 
Look at my clothes its a collab 

Aint too keen on collaboration 
But my jeans is collaboration 
Mix and match these pieces, the swag its like a celebration 
This drip overseas, yes im steppin out in hella nations
Post on balconies with the gas, im smoking new flavors..

(Wav city, we blowin on good dope.. wat else could i ask for)

Vadova - Collaboration Prod Pilothigh1, Essence

(Varsity)

Yeah
Im these young niggas’ father, I swear I used rubbers
Two bad hoes and they fucking each other 
Tryn hit Melrose, getting it together
This shit Martine Rose, look at the sweater
You touching zeroes, I’m touching B-rolls, this a new level
I pop a tesla on tesla
Skrt off, no engine sound on the Tesla

Yes I’m bending backs 
I pop out with this nat and I’m pulling tracks
And that mfn tab it go down the hatch 
All my niggas cop sticks for the combat
This position I’m living, you wouldn’t last
Disposition, its in me, I’m finna stack
I wish Backwoods start making fifty-packs
And I’m living to live, fuck an interaction
Bitch 
This a stick attack 
And that blick it hit like a shark attack
Wav shit, we coulda made shark tank
I prefer BOA but swing all banks
Superintendent, lieutenant, we top rank
And that lil gas can’t get smoked, it do not stank
You know my plug got the bows and they all dank
(What, what?)
Yeah 
Yea..
I would walk everywhere, I was stuck at my mom house 
Walk in, they staring, you see what I’m on now
Nigga a square, yeah I knew he a copout
Smoke in the air like a fuckin exhaust sound
I got my side hoe, I’m wit her right now, please do not find out :/ 
Damn, That nigga win, he fly u out 
Im tryna hit and sign-out
Look at my fit, too fly now
All this Raf, play Simons says 
All of this fanfare, young nigga can’t care, I cant let that shit get to my head 
All of my drip, it’s limited
You might not see another guy in this shit
Of course, I make it look simple bitch
It ain’t, not even a little bit 

Im these young niggas’ father, I swear I used rubbers
Two bad hoes and they fucking each other 
Tryn hit Melrose, getting it together
This shit Martine Rose, this shit Mart-
You touching zeroes, I’m touching B-rolls, this a new level
I pop a tesla on tesla
Skrt off, no engine sound on the Wav.. 
(Fuck nigga)

(What the fuck is wav..?)

DowntheHatch prod: Isaiahsxx

Vadova - Bogus

Yeah yeah
wav 
Wav 

Yeah
I seen lots of bad things 
Put them stacks up in my jeans
These niggas can’t cap me
Where my gang at? Where my team?
I ball like an athlete, niggas watching from nosebleeds
Yes I need that pack please, puff on gas like nicotine
Yeah, we live for that fast cheese
Boy I know you niggas be sleep
Black and White like taxis, but its Ricky on my feet 
Bih like where u at, what u doin, yea she waitin for it 
Want this swag, they waiting for it
1.5 they waiting for it,,

(I cant een sit on my ass, and I cant een sit, I be standing,
Yeah, I’m in the V with my mans, he take out the blick and he grab it
Yeah, I do this shit cause I can, and no I ain’t thinking about grammies
Hey, 
I do this shit for my son, I do this shit for my family )

I know you not tryna race cus I do the dash, and I go the fastest 
Nigga you not tryna go, toe for toe, you get embarrassed 
These niggas know what I’m on, walk into Paco Rabanne, they teaching me Spanish 
Yeah 
I gotta watch where I stay, cus I treat myself like a valuable asset

(Yeah, I gotta watch where I lay, cus I treat myself like a valuable asset yah)

Young nigga upping his ranking
Blow my phone up and she blanking
Shoutout my plug for getting me right with them drugs, so I gotta thank em
Blowing the bud, it just like Jamaican
Blow it so much, it don’t even phase me
Put on that Preme, remember the shit was a dream, I feel like Wolf Haley
You was the meanest, you was a hater 
You really poor now, did a 180
I’m on the road now, going 180
You take a look at the coat and that bitch it be Yohji
It’s RIP to my bro and I know what you told me

(I cant een sit on my ass, and I cant een sit, I be standing,
Yeah, I’m in the V with my mans, he take out the blick and he grab it
Yeah, I do this shit cause I can, and no I ain’t thinking about grammies
Hey, 
I do this shit for my son, I do this shit for my- )

Yeah
I seen lots of bad things 
Put them stacks up in my jeans
These niggas can’t cap me
Where my gang at? Where my team?
I ball like an athlete, niggas watching from nosebleeds
Yes I need that pack please, puff on gas like nicotine
Yeah, we live for that fast cheese
Boy I know you niggas be sleep
Black and White like taxis, but its Ricky on my feet 
Bih like where u at, what u doin, yea she waitin for it 
Want this swag, they waiting for it
1.5 they waiting for it
Yeah yeah
(Omg its a Wav exclusive…)

Nosebleedz prod: Skrtshordi

Vadova - Believe In Fame

Prod. By Kayzo808, Bbmevis

Lyrics: 

Hold on 
I’m not slippin homie 
Need dem Ps or beans yea I can get that fa u
Hold up, yea 
On that mission for u 
Want Celine van cleef yea I can get that for ya
On my sleeve got pieces they been lookin fa 
Shit I seen have u shook but its just regular
Im not pleased..I need a hunnid million on me 
Damn she feen cus she kno i touch a killing yuh 

On my sleeve , its pieces 
Off my weed, u geekin 
I cant leave, she need me 
If i post dat cheese its recent 
All my songs gon bump in speakers 
All yo shit jus halfway decent 
All my metal it be clinking 
Heavy metal we can linkup 

On dat table not a drug bust 
But WE havin wat u need bruh 
In yo city tryna turn up 
We did not check in with no one 
Its 2 beams on him like nunchucks 
I spent gs on her margielas 
Why its lean in all my beverage 
If i leave i might not tell ya 

Hol up hol on
But at least, Ill be back 
Came wit leafs in my bag 
Count up breesh, hope it last 
Im wit many men, many mags 
Don’t got many friends, don’t feel bad fa me 
And im off my meds ima crash tho but im on da meds thats gon make me whole 
All my haters kno we post up 
All dese flavors gettin smoked out
At yo college tryna blow down 
She got mileage but she holly and i still could take yo hoe down 
I’m on tryon i’m on gas and oxy swervin thru my hometown
You on cock because you popped im sorry that u took the broke route 

Hold on 
I’m not slippin homie 
Need dem Ps or beans yea I can get that fa u
Hold up, yea
On that mission for u 
Want Celine van cleef yea I can get that for ya
On my sleeve got pieces they been lookin fa 
Shit I seen have u shook but its just regular
Im not pleased..I need a hunnid million on me 
Damn she feen cus she kno i touch a killing yuh 

On my sleeve , its pieces 
Off my weed, u geekin 
I cant leave, she need me 
If i post dat cheese its recent 
All my songs gon bump in speakers 
All yo shit jus halfway decent 
All my metal it be clinking 
Heavy metal we can linkup

Vadova - Pieces

Prod Drewtek 

Uh yeah 
Uh yeah 
Uh uh yeah
Hold up yeah 
Hold up yeah

Uh, tan couch 
I slept on tan couches 
Whole gang popping tags and rubber bands now
Nigga, fuck your BnB, we got penthouses
Nigga, roll my weed all on gotdamn granite counters 
I hit New York for a week, and you stay in the house
We got drums and Arps, that’s just the baby rounds 
Hold up, since my bro got slimed these opp niggas sleep like babies now 
Hold up, we came double down whip, these niggas kno bout the Wav now 
Fell outta love with that bitch, but that hoe want a taste now
Damn I can’t een stunt the shit ain living, I can’t fake now
But the life I live he wanna live it, so he hate now 
Damn I know you hear it in the lyrics, I ain’t ate shit 
Yes you know I’m hungry bitch I’m hungry for that payment 
This bitch keep on goin like she don’t know I can’t take that shit 
I’m just breaking hoes necks when I step through with fragrances on 
Hold up yeah 
That boy one tap
We let the gun tap
Now that boy living life handicapped 
Hold up you high off the blunt tap
Spark dat hoe up it’s a lung smack 
And I cannot get my lungs back 
You know wassup with that truck man 
Big rims on the whip, no hubcap

Tancouch prod. Drewtek

Prod. Drewtek & Truman

(Lyrics)

Vadovashuffle lyrics 

Oh yea yea 
Oh yea yea 
Oh yea yea

Shuffle, Hit my shuffle 
Double, cup got cupful
Yeah, Struggle, that I won’t do
Hold up, On the come up, thought I told you

You thought you could live this wavlyfe
Late night post up on that rooftop
Come through and we making that roof pop
One thing, I aint ever been too popped, if I’m down bad ran it up till my shoe stopped
Bstroy 200 on two socks, just know I’m swagging without putting shoes on 
And I’m punching for shit like I’m oolong, I’m the young nigga thats having what you want
A resourceful young nigga had piss pots, I’m tryna run that shit up and just get a lot
Its Vadova I shoot like the new bond, I seen some shit I can’t say on these Neumanns 
I keep hitting these states like a vagabond, bitch don’t ask bout that pack it’s already gone 

(Bitch don’t ask bout that pack it’s already sold, bitch don’t ask bout that-)

And I know I’ll see better days 
He hate the way dat lil delly be flexing, but I bet you still watching gang
Dang, nigga ain’t tryna rock out in my sector, let’s get it on like he Marvin Gaye
My nigga might win Guinness World Record, for the world’s darkest damn lemonade
Quit rapping bout shit that’s been in my memories, you better find you a new thing
Damn,
Young nigga done copped so many damn Hedis, I’m not een Slime call me Slimane 

Had to lock in with dat bitch for the one time, what do you want for your birthday 
You know a young nigga keeping them bucks round, got it from ground like its earth day 

Shuffle, Hit my shuffle 
Double, cup got cupful
Yeah, Struggle, that I won’t do
Hold up, On the come up, thought I told you

Vadovashuffle [Prod Drewtek]

Prod Drewtek x Benjeez

(Lyrics)

Buyin Shit 
Buyin shit
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit
Buyin shit
Buyin shit

Four door whip, on some crazy shit
Clothes imported bitch, come on take a flick
Meet my migo at the border bitch, he got packs to ship
All white drugs like miracle whip
Uber can’t drive he crashed the whip

Crashed the whip

Double down 2 glocks im 2 handy 
Tell em’ to sit down they can’t stand me
I take a G5 when am I landing
Obtain ammo then I send it
Bank notes stack up, rubber band it
Glocks with camo how’d I paint it

Buyin Shit 
Buyin shit
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit 
Buyin shit
Buyin shit
Buyin shit

You can’t be my bitch 
My standards high bitch
I’m popping my shit 
Don’t care who like it 
Whats on that side bitch
That stick beside me 
She stick beside me, I might gotta ride for her
When I hit that bih I hit that bih, I’m applying force
And I’m in this bih I’m whipping shit in all-wheel drive mode
He don’t come outside, did some shit he might get slimed for 
Damn I’m on Freedom drive but I’m finna hit the airport 
Feel like heat Lebron, posting up I’m upping every score 
Did that bih so wild, dyed that shit and cut her hair short 
Damn my bih so wild when we out these niggas stare of course

dellyvadova

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