VADO - In The Air lyrics

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Rest in peace to Von Zip

Zip code, 7 5 where the stars went

Back to back ‘cause whips out front black on black

Roses on the dashboard, show stacks on stacks

Get it, like French did, wrist big

This kid was heavy with metal like Limp Bizkit

Fred Durst, the bisk is at your head first

Got head first, on the JB was dead thirst

A hell work, Pharrel mack, my next route

Kirk Love, CB, Dan Coo was the best out

Wanted the BM’s, no number left off

We the M series, no top, chest out

100 tips, the 55th

Paladino the Riverside

Valentino for niggas Oz

Bought the whole team kicks, gang dig, what’s the nigga size

See them lost where they going for

Come traps, had to be M popped into Boston

Don divas, palm heaters was gone for

Whitey PV, that’s breacher, you better walk off

From Nautica to a rugby top

Breakfast at pim pim, dirty kitchen, the doggie spot

From rooftop at club body the bottles pop

Soon as I left the backdoor I heard Latty shot

Damn, NFL, the same gang

Fourty wolves, the names ring

I’m in the hood like bang bang

What a gun want from rich mob? Get chain swing

Enough of that, uptown we love to rap

Judging on the corner, I came from under that

Just waiting till the sun, I want more and your son is back

Quiet when it storm but my storm, I thunder that

Hard snals, bumping some mob style

Crazy like AZ, I could’ve been chopped down

OG’s maybe, never gave me the run around

For that we’ll never be that, rapping don’t come around

So it’s cookouts, bus trips just to play

Cases of rose, who B-day is it today?

It’s niggas that hold weight and it’s niggas that ain’t straight

Niggas that sold shake in places that ain’t safe

Rollie gold face, Balys no lace

Matching Porsches, wild horses go race

Now we’re getting the fee, 5000 in one taste

Double goose Cuban link and the trials is gunplay