Old Skool Vans, Pt. 2 - Yxngxr1

Chillin' in the summertime

Wondering if I’mma 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

Golf up on my T-shirt

Flame chain, Plain Jane, why your knees hurt?

White socks, MJ, I’m a thriller

I’mma blow up fucking shit like a creeper

I’m on my way home

Through the wind and the snow

I’mma stop off in France

See a bitch I might know

I’m like how did she go?

Why you still feeling low?

'Cause I still need to grow

But you know I’m a different kind of my species

You hate, but I know that you see me

And I 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’ve got my clothes and my shoes and my teeth shine

And I’ve 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 —

Chillin' in the summertime

Wondering if I’mma 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

Golf up on my T-shirt

Flame chain, Plain Jane, why your knees hurt?

White socks, MJ, I’m a thriller

I’mma blow up fucking shit like a creeper