took a step back wen dese nihhs was weird

Vadova - 2017

ladé - say my name [Prod. 2onefour + nosaint + ReidMD] (Slump Audios + Arcade)

Miyagi

Unitus - Grandma Den (prod. project) (arcade)

Produced by Pilothigh1 & 2k1shawty 

These packages came through the mail 
These bags getting harder to scale
These bad bitches giving me hell
These magazines came in a pair
I’m going to war with the man in the mirror 
I hope they don’t think that I’m scared
Ain’t bragging on shit but my hoe made em’ stare
I’m puffing this smoke in the air
I fumbled a hoe, she was rare 
Having the most damn steez in my area
You know my jacket from ‘012
All of these stripes tucked under my belt
We never looked at these niggas for help
Niggas in love with my spot, I’m aware 
You can get hit with that beam and you melt 

I got a, couple of pairz
I got a whole lot of shit I could wear 
Niggas not fair, why you playing it fair
Took a step back when these niggas was weird
I been prepared since the barbershop chair
Her pussy wet, got me gasping for air 
I’m going up hoe, you there or you square 
Hoe tryna link everyday and it’s weird
I got these S.R Studio Vans 
They from LA but my shirt from Japan 
I’m having swag talks with all my friends 
That shit a language like Spanish or French 
I left a lot of folks in the past tense 
Can’t get no guap with these niggas, they dense 
Tried help you up, you was stuck on the fence
Bitch I’ll be damned, you put me on that bench

Hold on,
‘Cedes-Benz came with the legroom, remember we came from the bedroom
Nigga, don’t act like I know you, nigga ain’t seen you since high school, damn 
2k1shawty and Pilot, this flightschool, walk in that room, it’s a fly room, damn
Post in your town, do a fly-through
Talked to your hoes and I know they don’t like you 

I got a, couple of pairz
I got a whole lot of shit I could wear 
Niggas not fair, why you playing it fair
Took a step back when these niggas was weird
I been prepared since the barbershop chair
Her pussy wet, got me gasping for air 
I’m going up hoe, you there or you square 
Hoe tryna link everyday and it’s weird
Hold on,
Hold on

These packages came through the mail 
These bags getting harder to scale
These bad bitches giving me hell
These magazines came in a pair
I’m going to war with the man in the mirror 
You better not think that I’m scared
Ain’t bragging on shit but my hoe made em’ stare
I’m puffing this smoke in the air
I fumbled a hoe, she was rare 
Having the most damn steez in my area
You know my jacket from ‘012
All of these stripes tucked under my belt
We never looked at these niggas for help
Niggas in love with my spot, I’m aware 
You can get hit with that beam and you melt

Vadova - Couple Pairz

Produced by Novachance

(Lyrics) 

(Dun dun dun)
(You know I’m not playing with niggas)
(And that package on the way)

You know I’m running that money up 
On my buddy, I’m running that money up
On my mummy, I’m running that money up
I got muddy, I’m pouring my buddy up
I got money, I’m pouring that double cup
Damn, this muddy keep fucking my tummy up
Damn, this muddy keep fucking my tummy up
No cap
You know I’m running that money up 
On my buddy, I’m running that money up
On my mummy, I’m running that money up
With that tommy, I’m fucking a dummy up 
Pass the rod and I’m fucking somebody up
And I hate when these niggas just do too much
And I hate when these niggas just do too much

Hold on 
What
And I’m fucking these racks like, damn 
Puttin’ shit up for my fam, oh yeah 
Damn, Finna cop the hoe Tiff, not Skims, hell nah
Oh yeah
Hoe just as bad as Kim
Got damn 

Put on my pantsuit, I had to do it to em’
Show em’ how to get racks, it’s the Blues Clues
This hoe singing way better than Autotune
Man, these niggas been taking my sauce, dude
Call my lawyer to write up a lawsuit
I be putting myself in my brother shoes
Gotta wake up and pour up another deuce, gotdamn
(Hold on, fuck they talm bout)

You know I’m running that money up 
On my buddy, I’m running that money up
On my mummy, I’m running that money up
Calling everyone, nobody picked up
It don’t matter cus now I’m on rich stuff
This ain’t no ollie, I’m doing them big stunts
Ima reel that hoe in like a fisher, hold on 

And I’m fucking these racks like, damn 
Puttin’ shit up for my fam, oh yeah 
Damn, Finna cop the hoe Tiff, not Skims, hell nah
Oh yeah
Hoe just as bad as Kim
Got damn 

You know I’m running that money up 
On my buddy, I’m running that money up
On my mummy, I’m running that money up
I got muddy, I’m pouring my buddy up
I got money, I’m pouring that double cup
Damn, this muddy keep fucking my tummy up
Damn, this muddy keep fucking my tummy up
No cap
You know I’m running that money up 
On my buddy, I’m running that money up
On my mummy, I’m running that money up
With that tommy, I’m fucking a dummy up 
Pass the rod and I’m fucking somebody up
And I hate when these niggas just do too much
And I hate when these niggas just do too much
No cap

Vadova - Money

OUT OF IT

Chris Paul

PLAY IN TRAFFIC

BEG TO DIFFER

SHOW U ALOT

WAVPARTY

Pussy Soaked

Produced by Eliasxhdz

[Lyrics]
Need them bands to keep going 
I’m tryna pull off with my mans in a foreign 
Whole lotta drugs, you can pop the shit or pour it 
Bad ass broad cooking breakfast in the morning 
Damn, Ion think they ever see me blowing 
Damn, ion think they ever see me glo-ing
Ain’t no time to call ‘cus my schedule getting long
Told the hoe I’m gone, she ain’t never see the wrong 
You ain’t really strong, you could never be the boss
Hope your money long, cus it cost to be the boss
Help a nigga ‘long, he gon switch up when he on
Help a nigga all damn year he a cross you
My hoe wet like the voss, I’m addicted like the drop
Whiff her like the za, then I lick you like the raw
You been flexing all damn year, I been watching 
Ima get your drop cus my niggas like to rob

Walk up out the mansion and I hop up in a boat
Call me old fashioned, but I’m still rocking ‘Po
Low, ticket, but a higher grade of smoke
Taking niggas advice with a grain of salt 
Wood grain on the dash, this Bentley like a boat
I cannot explain why I want my bitch on Vogue 
Came a long way from the gold Nissan Rogue
Ooh 
Yuh
Hella plans and shit, we just advance and shit
I pop swag in this bitch, I don’t dance and shit
Can’t examine this drip, won’t be accurate
I was famined, lil bitch, I won’t having shit
Go to Saks close that bitch like a cabinet 
And I’m still on the hunt for the baddest bitch 
Type of bitch I might to to Miami with
…
Tryna plan this shit, hoe fuck that random shit 
And my other hoe said I’m too random
But my favorite bitch said I’m spontaneous 
Having fragrance like Saudi Arabians 
Having lettuce like on top that McChicken
Smoking lettuce that came out of Michigan
Damn I’m lost off this shit just like Gilligan
…
Good morning bitch I woke up on the northside 
Northside but I post up on the eastside 
Your side full of hoes, it’s really three sides
Online copping drip, I’m checking jean sizes 
My life moving fast, I gotta rewind 
Motherfuck every opp, it ain’t no peace sign
Ain’t no guap calling, then a nigga decline

Need them bands to keep going 
I’m tryna pull off with my mans in a foreign 
Whole lotta drugs, you can pop the shit or pour it 
Bad ass broad cooking breakfast in the morning 
Damn, Ion think they ever see me blowing 
Damn, ion think they ever see me glo-ing
Ain’t no time to call ‘cus my schedule getting long
Told the hoe I’m gone, she ain’t never see the wrong 
You ain’t really strong, you could never be the boss
Hope your money long, cus it cost to be the boss
Help a nigga ‘long, he gon switch up when he on
Help a nigga all damn year he a cross you
My hoe wet like the voss, I’m addicted like the drop
Whiff her like the za, then I lick you like the raw
You been flexing all damn year, I been watching 
Ima get your drop cus my niggas like to rob

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