Slip on Vans

Balenci' on my feet, I got size 43 shoes
 Shawty hit my phone need, 10 bands, bitch me too
 She tell me that she love me, man these hoes so see-through
 And this bitch she wanna link, cuz she knows what it leads to
 She mad and she pouting bitch 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 niggas flexing, but I ain't worried I got green too
 I got these bitches 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, bitches fuck up my plans
 Told that bitch home dropped her off at the crib
 Bitches hate what I do, yeah they hate how I live
 Woke up went to school, niggas 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, bitches 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 shit with these hoes, fuck 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 bitches stood me up on dates
 Balenci' on my feet, I got size 43 shoes
 Shawty hit my phone need, 10 bands, bitch me too
 She tell me that she love me, man these hoes so see-through
 And this bitch she wanna link, cuz she knows what it leads to
 She mad and she pouting bitch 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 niggas flexing, but I ain't worried I got green too
 I got these bitches 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, bitches fuck up my plans
 She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
 She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands