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Prod By Isaiahsxx

(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..?)

03 DowntheHatch

Vadova - 2017

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 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

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