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 f*ck 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, f*ck 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 f*ck up my plans
She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands
Lil He77 - Slip on Vans Lyrics
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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 f*ck 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, f*ck 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 f*ck up my plans
She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands
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 f*ck 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, f*ck 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 f*ck up my plans
She got, slip-on slip-on slip-on vans
She ridin' back seat, let her count all my bands
Writer: Rishi Acharya
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