CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Slip On Vans

Play that sh*t Brandon
Damn Callan, you gettin' guap

Balenci' on my feet, I got size 43 shoes
Shawty hit my phone need, 10 bands, b*t*h me too
She tell me that she love me, man these hoes so see-through
And this b*t*h she wanna link, cuz she knows what it leads to
She mad and she pouting b*t*h I don’t wanna see you
I swear that I don't love you when I said it I ain't mean too
Seen these rapper n***as flexing, but I ain't worried I got green too
I got these b*t*hes on a leash, you a dog how I treat you
She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands
No need for the intro shawty' know who I am
Said she hungry now she tired, b*t*hes f**k up my plans

Told that b*t*h home dropped her off at the crib
b*t*hes hate what I do, yeah they hate how I live
Woke up went to school, n***as laughed at my drip
Now they in my dm's wanna live how I live
I got bands, I got bands, I got 10 racks in my hand
I swear Lie on Me went crazy man I love all my fans
Got a bright red drop, I ain't tourin' in no van
Yeah, I make sure they see me now they know who I am
Pulled up in a Tesla, b*t*hes pulled out their cameras
Dior on my feet stepped out racks in my hands
I can't lie I was kinda shy, now I'm boosting cities
That's my gift for working hard, even when I had no fans
No diss sh*t with these hoes, f**k em all elevate
Spirit of Ecstasy only hood when I'm backseat in a wraith
Pull up to Mumbai, but I'm a brown boy from the A
She seen me shoot up to the sky b*t*hes stood me up on dates


Balenci' on my feet, I got size 43 shoes
Shawty hit my phone need, 10 bands, b*t*h me too
She tell me that she love me, man these hoes so see-through
And this b*t*h she wanna link, cuz she knows what it leads to
She mad and she pouting b*t*h I don’t wanna see you
I swear that I don't love you when I said it I ain't mean too
Seen these rapper n***as flexing, but I ain't worried I got green too
I got these b*t*hes on a leash, you a dog how I treat you
She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands
No need for the intro shawty' know who I am
Said she hungry now she tired, b*t*hes f**k up my plans

She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands