Prod. Drewtek & Truman

(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

Vadova x Velarian - Buyin Shit

Unknown Producer
@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

Produced by Drewtek and Jwade

(Lyrics) 

I ain’t even gonna beg for this shit
I ain’t even gone ask a nigga 
You know I had to get me some more tho

Fashion race
Who gon rock that first, man, this that fashion race
Trash that tape, boy that life you live, you can’t een rap that mane
Yes Im faithful 
I just want my cake, I’m not gon touch her bae
Expensive taste
Diamonds like that Voss, can’t drink no Celsius baby 
Diamonds like that faucet, like that seltzer baby
All we drop is purple we don’t fuck with that green apple baby
Hold up 
Ask me bout flying back and forth up on that Delta, baby
You can ask me bout it

Out of town penthouse like that shelter baby
Out of town, smoking loud, in your house, I’m elevated
You can ask about that Skyhouse, spent hours on that elevator
Breaking pounds, only one around, can you help me bae
Wipe me down, CDG Homme plus the swag, its never play
Don’t think that I’ll ever play
Wav team, we got hella rank
These niggas think they archive stepping, my shit still in cellophane
I touch cheese like everyday, and he touch cheese on special days 
Word to gang 
Yeah

Still got scars from all the harm they did
Bitch I waited my whole life so they wouldn’t get it
Crushed up shrooms in lemon juice, it’s so acidic
Opp nigga smoke so good, put out my gotdamn spliff
Big ‘Vette, this some shit your lil ass couldn’t even whip
Diors fit so good, that’s why I love this leather
When I drip on you, I’m comfortable, that’s why I love this weather
If it’s up to me, that suffering gone, I put that on my deadz 
Real bands nigga, put that on your head 
Real wagyu, I put that on my tab 
I might not een speak if you not bad 
Shut yo trap boy, yeen talking cash 

That shit way too bland, boy, you can’t be speaking swag…

Fashion Race
Who gon rock that first, man, this that fashion race
Trash that tape, boy that life you live, you can’t een rap that, mane
Hold on 
Yes Im faithful 
I just want my cake, I’m not gon touch her bae
Hold on 
Expensive taste
Diamonds like that Voss, can’t drink no Celsius baby
Diamonds like that faucet, like that seltzer baby
All we drop is purple, we don’t fuck with that green apple baby
Ask me bout flying back and forth up on that Delta, baby
You can ask me bout it

Vadova - FashionRace

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

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)

Don’t Evr Quit Hatin’

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

<3

Eternalvail