Old Skool Vans, Pt. 2

Chillin' in the summertime

Wondering if I'ma fuck up in the limelight

Got an alien, I took him down to Five Guys

Dressed him up, I gave him Vans with the white stripes

GothUp on my t-shirt

Flame chain, Plain Jane, why your knees hurt?

White socks, MJ, I'm a thriller

I'ma blow up, fuck your shit like a creeper

I'm on my way home

Through the wind and the snow

I'ma stop up your frown

See a bitch I might know

I'm like "Cardi, she go"

"Why you still feeling low?"

'Cause I still need to grow

But you know I'm a different kind of a species

Oh, you hate, but I know that you see me

And I'll make it, then you'll believe me

Now you love me, oh, you don't mean it, yeah

Talk me down, I'm no rich guy

But I got my clothes, and my shoes, and my teeth shine

And I got a jewel I don't use for the pictures

But I want a jewel I can put in my Tesla

Run up with the check, yeah

Chillin' in the summertime

Wondering if I'ma fuck up in the limelight

Got an alien, I took him down to Five Guys

Dressed him up, I gave him Vans with the white stripes

GothUp on my t-shirt

Flame chain, Plain Jane, why your knees hurt?

White socks, MJ, I'm a thriller