White Vans Lyrics

Ayo you seen my lip chap?

I'm just trynna find my lip chap

Oh dawg

Can I hit that lip chap bro?

Papapapap

Mmm

Aww yeah that's the spot

Papap

I be like damn Daniel back at it with them white vans

White knuckles white pants

Serve me up with some nice ranch

I'll be chillin with a nice lady

Nice yams

You be chillin with your right hand

Friend in your night stand

MIA up on the beat but shit ain't missin' action

Like Bronson when I'm cookin' I'll be chefin' it fantastic

I'll watch you step to me, and instantly regret that action

Who you know that cookin' up with this much passion catch you slackin'

I'm in the backseat of a Maybach, leather seats, just kidin'

It's a lancer, stock engine, but its Mitsu-bitchin'

Cracked up dashboard, little slow but I'll still pass ya

Cause my right foot heavily attracted to the gas now

Yuh

Skinny French boy with chameleon style

I'm changing up my color god you know its been a while

Drop it every week until one of these goes platinum

Never gonna sleep until my momma in a mansion

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

Cant stop me I got them big size plans

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

But the comment section cryin' 'nother corny white man

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

All the bitties when they see me "ooh hot damn"

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

But the comment section cryin' 'nother corny white man

Call me the heavenly body baby you can call me heaven sent

Your talk is cheap, my talk is golden goose, your talk irrelevant

You could call me the saint but it wouldn't be that accurate

You the type to ride me when I glow up, til' then you laugh at it

Reminds me of the haters wastin' way all of their Saturdays

But I don't pay no mind this my artists garden I'm Monet

Nother shindig 'nother party 'nother cabaret

I can see my path so baby please don't tell me to "just wait"

This ain't the first time that I been that around

I was still in high school when I dropped my first album

Sittin' thru my classes with my headphones bumpin' mixes

Even back then knew I was meant to do somethin different

26 now, I done glowed up, I'm the freshest

Stashin' plenty tricks all up my sleeve just like I'm Magnus

Swear I beat the beat up til' the UCF involved.

My church is my word and that's why I call myself a God

It ain't that deep so why you take it all serious

Unmasked yourself a luchador, you call me Très Mysterio

I'm like Rocky this my stairway and I'm climbin' it

Balboa, Talladega I'll be Ricky Bobby bitch

If you ain't in first place then you stuck in last

Hope I can makeup for the apathy in my past

I don't need your recognition I don't give a shit

I just need a thrown so the king got somewhere to sit

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

Cant stop me I got them big size plans

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

But the comment section cryin' 'nother corny white man

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

All the bitties when they see me "ooh hot damn"

Flow so clean I'm like fresh white vans

But the comment section cryin' 'nother corny white man

Yuh

Ey that's it

That's the end of the song

It's over

Go home it's done

Why are you still here?

Ey for real tho Spky killed this beat

Go check out his album

Yeah I'm pluggin' his album deal with it