C.V.D.N.J’S

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Lil Skies - Rap

C.V.D.N.J’S

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[Hook] Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Gotta get my J's on, gotta get my J's on [Verse 1] Getting paid, you Minute Maid My shoes fresh bought like lemonade Two pairs of Vans, three pair of J's I'm known around for my shoe game These other dudes, they too lame Kicks from Japan, they too strange Two white girls that go insane That fast life, I'm switching lanes I talk a lot cause I swag a lot We 30 deep in the parking lot Jean jackets and snapbacks These ratchet women just hit the spot Walking in Zumiez, they now the name Haven't blown up, I got the fame Hating on me dog, I am not to blame Don't compare me dog, I'm not the same Dope shirts and fresh shoes Bad woman, that's good news Got my own style, I pick and choose We win so much, y'all always lose If this song is just magic Any beat I'll trash it These rappers in the DMV are dead Now bring them caskets boy [Chorus] Lace 'em up, Machine Gun Kelly I am fresher than some veggies There ain't nothing you can tell Wipe me down like you wiping off a Bentley I'ma go and hit up Zumiez Watch me spend a couple centuries [Hook] Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Gotta get my J's on, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Gotta get my J's on, gotta get my J's on [Verse 2] Man this house party straight bumping Everybody straight stunting I'm turnt up to the max, brother you can't tell me nothing See we flexing hard like every day Women love my crew in every way Hater talk but the talk fades away Everybody got their hands up screaming "Hey!" Money making, booty shaking Living life feeling like I'm famous I told you once, ain't gonnaa tell you twice Lil Skies is just really bound to make it But forget the paper, I'm wearing Taylors Laughing to the store while I see them haters No new friends so forget the fakers We balling like Spalding and the Lakers See I'ma go and get it Been working all of my life and my work is never finished I'ma keep on grinding cause the grind is always endless With my head up to the sky because the sky is the limit Watch me get it boy [Chorus] Lace 'em up, Machine Gun Kelly I am fresher than some veggies There ain't nothing you can tell Wipe me down like you wiping off a Bentley I'ma go and hit up Zumiez Watch me spend a couple centuries [Hook] Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Gotta get my J's on, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Cons, Vans, DC's, Nike's, gotta get my J's on Gotta get my J's on, gotta get my J's on

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