what u like lyrics – vado

n*gg*s talking that gun sh*t like they guns spit n*gg*
suck d*ck
n*gg* suck d*cks
n*gg*s talking that gun sh*t like they guns spit n*gg*
suck d*ck
suck d*cks

[verse 1]
i’m like joe masaria, up in that maseratti
no compairing us she be my harlem hottie
cafeteria after the after party
platinum bugarri its ice out like gl*ss bacardi
i had it straight, you hungry then have a plate
don’t matter they have to wait, cooking up bagging up
half the day
ran in his crib mask on, call it a masquerade
left em dead gas on build like a hand grenade
here’s the deposit just no strangers
keep a 100 racks in the closet, ho hangers
all black phone poses like loss ranglers
n*gg* screaming yo v you got it your flow danger
i keep the clip full when i fly
like i don’t wanna talk, you can’t pull me to the side
only handle the sport equiped fully when it drive
parked up at a park, black hoodie when i slide

[hook x2]
say what you want, say what you like
her eyes will keep you up at night
no matter what you try to do
sh*ll always have her hooks on you

[verse 2]
i’m like catch me if you can with this check sh*t
feds watching me now but i expect it
why wouldn’t they, common sense, i’m good with yay
got a sent to my homie it only took a day
looking man rudgy hoodie with my foot in jays
was cooking weight, cooking weight sh*t will get
whoppie faced
ugly and smoke that color purple
go burns with a honey she love me in reburtle
move funny that why they come to merk ya
take over turf not track but now they run your circle
crime square where i hang out
when n*gg*s move the cain and be low what they at
i grew up watching bigs with the rocks chain out
bentley on the block know it was hot when they got dame
now rell dropped in the box to knock thing out
was drinking armeders by the box no champagne out

[hook x2]

[verse 3]
n*gg*s talking that dumb sh*t like you dump sh*t
what you done did
i break his legs like who run sh*t and that a to k get
give a f*ck where you from kid
i probably f*ck where you from kid
in and out your hood with that gun hit
like i wish you would you don’t want this
talking blue where that blunt lit, mountain dew with my
cup with
belvedere on my cup fill, i give em head i’m f*cking
y’all n*gg*s stare we stunting, my n*gg*s here its
shots out to who’s pumping, whose feeding them with
them pumpkins

[hook x2]

/ vado lyrics